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Postcolonial Feminists in the Western
Intellectual Field:
Anthropologists and Native Informants?
Mary E. John
What makes us decide we have to re-educate ourselves, even those of us with "good"
educations?
--Adrienne Rich, Notes Toward a Politics of Location
As for how I came to be in Delhi, these were for reasons ... that have more to do with an
"unexamined life" ...
--Gayatri Chakravorty Spivak, Interview
What we are grappling with today--in the first world and "elsewhere"--is not only the model of the
"universal" intellectual but also the model of the "specific" intellectual. Michel Foucault has quite
possibly been the latter's most persuasive proponent. He has argued for a mode of political activity
based on a specific relation to local power through expertise. More importantly, the particularities
of such an intellectual's field of specialization can connect with the general functioning of the
production of truth, with the university playing a privileged role:
[T]ransverse connections have been able to develop between different areas of
knowledge, from one focus of politicisation to another: magistrates and
psychiatrists, doctors and social workers, laboratory workers and sociologists have
been able, each in his own field and through mutual exchange and support, to
participate in a global process of politicisation of intellectuals.(Foucault,
Radical 12)
What further questions could one raise about the specificity of such specific intellectuals? I
have in mind not just their social and intellectual history but also their very site of enunciation, their
location and audience--issues which in Foucault's scheme of things (for all the attention he once
paid to the formation of enunciative modalities) remain unexamined. What might it mean for me--a
Third World feminist whose current institutional home is in the first--to take the following
commitment seriously?
[A]t every moment, step by step, one must confront what one is thinking and
saying with what one is doing, with what one is.... I have always been
concerned with linking together as tightly as possible the historical and theoretical
analysis of power relations, institutions and knowledge, to the movements,
critiques, and experiences that call them into question in reality. (Foucault
Reader 374, emphasis added)
It has become almost commonplace to engage in such a confrontation by positioning
oneself along the axes of race, class and gender--in my case, this would yield the inventory:
upper middle class, heterosexual woman, Indian national. Its ritual aspect has increasingly become
dissatisfying; but more importantly, the pointillistic and static connotation of "positions," however
multiple and contradictory they may be, can sometimes elide the need to confront "what one is"
through a more extensive questioning of the intrications of one's history within History. The
ironies that accompany the following effort of reconsidering my present identity as a graduate
student here in the U. S., this country placed at the culmination of History, should not be lost on
anyone. But perhaps this is one way to make a connection between one's claims as a "specific"
feminist intellectual and the realisation that one's site of enunciation is both a home and a historical
choice.
Departure
Let me begin, then, with a sketch of an Indian intellectual's formation and her choice to come
westward, make the West her site of enunciation. Such a decision is, no doubt, overdetermined by
class aspirations. Though the characterization of the economy of a colonial society like India's has
been the subject of unflagging debate (are we semifeudal, capitalist, something else?), the nature of
its middle class--the composition of the petty bourgeoisie and intelligentsia--has not been studied
with the same zeal as our mode of production. A common point of reference is the peculiar nature
of our creation as a class under colonial rule, beginning in the eighteenth century. Here is a
standard description:
The British attempted as part of their educational policy to create a class
comparable to their own, so that it might assist them in the administration of the
country and help in the development of its internal resources, necessary for the
payment of the increasing imports of British manufacture ... were implanted in the
country without a comparable development in its economy and social institutions.
(Misra 10-11)
The main reason why this description is so standard is that it takes the social structure of the West
as its norm. Keeping the beginnings of the British middle classes as backdrop--where the rapid
expansion in trade and industry threw up a concomitant group of professionals--the discrepancy of
the Indian case stands out in sharp silhouette. Our antecedents emerged within an economy that, far
from creating an autonomous home market, was being subjected to a colonial machinery for the
development of Empire elsewhere. Of course, it should go without saying that the Indian middle
classes were (and are) a composite and heterogeneous group, landed and mercantilist, as much as
professional and administrative. It is a sign of my own bias that I am expressly concentrating on
the sliver of the middle class which we have come to designate the intelligentsia--indeed, to
construe matters more narrowly still, on those within the intellectual field structured by academic
institutions.
At least amongst the intellectual avant garde, it has become more common to question the notion of
development, with its underlying implication of holding up Western history as the only model of
progress. And yet, in listening to a discussion on the self-conceptions of the Indian intelligentsia
today--here between the Indian art critic Geeta Kapur and the Sri Lankan feminist Laleen
Jayamanne--one is forced to wonder what kind of rupture these intervening centuries and the
achievement of political independence have wrought. Drawing upon a distinction between socio-
economic and cultural processes of modernization, cultural processes are lauded for being "several
steps ahead," "not hav[ing] to bear the burden of 'underdevelopment' or remain backward with
regard to the 'developed' world," a "congenial and hopeful situation for so-called 'developing'
countries" (Jayamanne, Kapur, and Rainer 44). While the use of scare quotes is meant to question
evaluations of development, these critics actually end up subscribing to them wholeheartedly, thus
enacting a deep schizophrenia. A pious wish that matters were otherwise would be out of place.
We should simply acknowledge the extent to which connections can be drawn between Macaulay's
group of "interpreters" in his famous Minute on Education of 1835, [1] and the contemporary
professional middle class, a class now investing in a Western education to qualify for membership
within the new international cultural bourgeoisie. In Ashis Nandy's words, therefore, the modern
West is less a geographical or temporal category than a psychological space (and surely a social,
economic and cultural space as well): "The West is now everywhere, within the West and outside:
in structures and in minds" (xii). What name, then, might one give to such a configuration of "the
West" as a transnational category, capable of extending beyond geographical determinations and
creating new and specific loci of power/knowledge?
If the historical formation of the class that effectively came to direct the Indian nation is often
alluded to, so is the conspicuous presence of women amongst its professional ranks. Indeed, one
of the legacies of the Indian nationalist movement is that middle- and upper-class women have been
far less invisible within academic and public institutions than their counterparts in the geographical
West. To give a particularly striking historical example, two women graduated from Calcutta
University in 1883, before women in Britain were granted academic credentials. Or think
of Toru Dutt (1856-77), who published her first book of verse translations A Sheaf Gleaned
from French Fields at the age of twenty. That this was by no means an uncomplicated process
of westernization is evident, particularly when it was precisely such women who were subjected to
profoundly modern reinventions of tradition in the battle for a national culture. [2]
In the oft-cited case of Bengal, for example, Partha Chatterjee has referred to the literal
domestication of the nationalist project within the home, combined with a general demand for
formal education amongst middle class women:
Formal education became not only acceptable, but in fact a requirement for the
new bhadramahila (respectable woman), when it was demonstrated that it
was possible for a woman to acquire the cultural refinements afforded by modern
education without jeopardising her place at home, i.e. without becoming a
memsahib (Englishwoman). (American Ethnologist 16)
How to unravel specific mobilisations around "technologies of gender," to use Teresa de Lauretis'
description in such a complex web of contending forces and scrambled discourses of modernity
and tradition? I am not sure. Dealing as we are with a vastly uneven and unequal exchange between
patriarchies, it is tempting to conclude, as Kumari Jayawardena has done, that
revolutionary alternatives or radical social changes did not become an essential
part of the demands of the nationalist movement at any stage of the long struggle for
independence, and a revolutionary feminist consciousness did not arise within the
movement for national liberation. (107-08)
At this preliminary stage in my own reflections, I am ready to recognise moments of continuity
between my own history and this crude sketch of History. Looking back on my intellectual
formation as a "daughter of independence," I am struck by the extent to which I could take the
presence of women as peers and teachers for granted, even as powerful and diverse struggles by
women were taking place, but overwhelmingly outside academic walls. There can be no question
that men are still far more likely than women to know the prestige and privileges professional
qualifications bring. [3] Even so, some of the more ambitious amongst us do push for inclusion
within the new international class and, given the often impossible complexities of our personal
identities, can experience as a special lure the promise of an independence from gender and culture
which this class holds out. Given the continuing satellite status of Third World educational
systems, the subsequent move to a U.S. academic institution is then but a culmination of processes
already in place at home, the geographical West representing the obvious goal in the pursuit of
excellence.
Indeed, a closer look at my own generation of academic women, born well after Indian
independence, reveals new twists in the mixed legacy of modernity and tradition. If earlier
generations wrestled much more closely with the hub of "tradition" bequeathed by the nineteenth
century, marking their subjectivity in terms of degrees of containment within its frames--the home,
religiosity, caste, and so on [4] --"the West" has now come to norm our questions and desires in a
far less circuitous way. I might only be arguing for a shift in the complex of forces, one that has
been possible at least partly because of refurbished Western connections in India's educational
system since the electronic revolution and the dwarfing of Great Britain by the U. S. as "our"
present metropolis. The promises of the new class are more completely emblazoned in the
languages of English and the sciences than ever before. Education is more obviously a process by
which we learn to avow and remember certain knowledges and devalue and forget others. We
grow up repudiating the local and the personal in favor of what will get us ahead and away--thus
coming of age within an intellectual field that by no means arbitrarily creates disinterest and
oversight in some areas while directing desire elsewhere. It is within such an interlocking
mechanism for the production of knowledges and "sanctioned ignorances" [5] that our
subjectivities are forged--one that makes our transition to first world institutions quite possibly
amongst the smoothest within the Third World system.
What happens to us after we come West? In her powerful and arresting essay, "Notes Toward a
Politics of Location," the U.S. feminist Adrienne Rich addresses her Dutch audience with the
question of a woman's "struggle for accountability," as she put it. Her "notes" consist of a series
of accounts by a feminist who, while deeply disloyal to the civilization that continues to place her
in the oppressive position of Woman, found that she could no longer quote Virginia Woolf's
statement, "As a woman I have no country. As a woman I want no country. As a woman my
country is the whole world" (Rich, Blood 211).
Taking my cue from her example, the subsequent reflections might have been entitled "Notes
Toward a Politics of Arrival." In contrast to Rich's more aphoristic style, these "notes" have been
collected within scenarios, in the form of real and imaginary sites of questioning and self-
questioning around three plausible subject positions. As much impositions as inventions, they are
uncertain explorations around the problematics, possibilities, and disturbances that this new
institutional home has thrown up. None of them is complete or consistent, nor could it be. These
scenarios also feed off one another and have been held apart as an enabling device for
foregrounding questions that might otherwise get lost. In what follows--not unlike what has come
before--the problems with the "I" and "we" slots are obvious. Each of them asserts too much: the
"I" too much authenticity, the political becoming purely personal, and the "we" too much
commonality, when the identity of this "we" is precisely what needs to be discovered and
demonstrated, not assumed. The strategy of shifting uneasily between them is a poor one; but
perhaps it is indicative of where I/we stand.
Immigrants
Often I have caught myself wondering what it would be like to make this country into a permanent
home--almost everyone presumes that I have come to stay. After all, isn't this the most common
scenario for anyone headed West? Just a brief glance at the history of worldwide immigration into
the U.S. reveals the fact that by 1920, "women outnumbered men among West Indians,
Bohemians and Jews, and in the decades following World War II the majority of all immigrants
were women" (Seller 5). This picture is surprising; it is, however, also a little misleading in that
the great unevenness in U. S. immigration history remains largely invisible. Since we do not have
a good sense of the contradictory logics operative for different women, it is crucial to hold onto the
distinctness amongst the variety of reasons which have been offered so far: the creation of a
service-oriented labor market more "attractive" to Third World women; the post-war change in
immigration laws which gave preference to relatives of communities that had initially been
predominantly male; the reopening of the U. S. to immigrants from Asia, after they had been
subjected to immigration exclusion laws in the first decades of this century; the desire to escape
forms of economic, political, and religious oppression shared amongst men and women as well as
those unique to female experience.
The choice of the term itself is telling--not emigrant, but immigrant. One comes across less about
where women have come from and much more about what women have come to--here the
language of arrival has been truly valorized. Thus, in a collection of oral histories by women who
made their way to the U.S. over the course of this century, barely one-tenth of its three hundred
pages have been brought together under the heading "Why They Came." It is rather their modes of
survival in this new land that are extensively addressed (Seller). Moreover, essays by new arrivals
are often to be found mixed with those whose ancestors were brought as slaves centuries ago,
those whose lands were taken away, and the descendants of immigrants. This Bridge Called
My Back, for example, intersperses the experiences of newly immigrant women with Native
Americans, Blacks, Chicanas, and Asian-Americans. Surely this has something to do with
America's raison d'etre as an immigrant nation (the extreme difficulty of "keeping faith
with the continuity of our journeys," as Adrienne Rich put it)--its inexorable demand that people
reconstitute their identities within its borders alone.
At the same time, however, it has become obvious that the U.S. is not simply heading towards the
"melting pot," if it ever was. With the rise of the "new ethnicities" in the social ferment of the '60s,
what is visible now is the enormous complexity of its internally colonised communities, leading to
very particular fears and uncertainties. As the Cuban immigrant Mirtha Quintanales put it, in
reference to the complex hybrid and hyphenated identities emerging amongst domestic Third World
women:
[n]ot all Third World women are "women of color"--if by this concept we mean
exclusively "non-white." And not all women of color are really Third World--if this
term is used in reference to underdeveloped or developing societies.... Yet if we
extend the concept of Third World to include internally "colonised" racial and ethnic
minority groups in this country, so many different kinds of groups could
conceivably be included, that the crucial issue of social and institutional racism and
its historic tie to slavery in the U.S. could get diluted, lost in the shuffle....
I don't know what to think anymore. Things begin to get even more complicated
when I begin to consider that many of us who identify as "Third World" or
"Women of Color," have grown up as or are fast becoming "middle class" and
highly educated, and therefore more privileged than many of our white, poor,
working class sisters. (151, emphasis added)
Quintanales' worry is a powerful expression of the predicament of a politics of identity amongst
U.S. minority women today, when the multiple axes of oppression themselves resist easy
definition. Within such intertwining processes of complexity and dilution, it is crucial not
to generalize about the reasons and motivations for the kind of dislocation that coming to this
country entails. While many recent immigrant women, particularly lesbian women of color, may
well see themselves, in Cherrie Moraga's phrase, as "refugees of a world on fire," [6] how might I
position myself as an aspiring intellectual, and one, moreover, who shares the advantages of
heterosexual privilege?
Arguably, most Indian women arrive on these shores as the wives of green card-holding
professional men. Only a small percentage come singly; even fewer recognise or question their
socialization into "compulsory heterosexuality." Whether married or not, the majority have
educational and professional ambitions of their own. It becomes all the more urgent in such a
context, therefore, to examine as sharply as possible just what kind of immigrants postcolonial
Indians like myself--neither exiles nor refugees--would be. As a recent addition to the present wave
of overwhelmingly urban and highly educated graduate students entering the U. S., I was not even
aware of the battles against racism faced by early Indian labor immigrants after the turn of the
century, and not simply because they only numbered a few thousand. [7] For, as a potential
academic, I inhabit a different social space, one which also sets me apart from the victims of New
Jersey's "dot-busters." [8] Indeed, I might well be led to believe that the promises of universalism
that brought me here will not let me down; and I will, moreover, reap the benefits of the civil rights
and feminist movements that preceded me.
Through which routes and at what point does a vastly different sensibility creep in, as I look at the
uneasy co-existence of confident public identities coupled with a tendency to ethnicize and privatize
the rest, including gender relations, amongst Indian professionals in this country? In his detailed
study of Asian immigration into the U. S., Ronald Takaki has emphasized the danger in
perpetuating the myth of the "model minority," the manner in which Asian Americans are being
celebrated (and, perhaps, also resented) in America. Even while there is no doubt in my mind that
as far as the advantages of a first world educational system and the very real need of financial
security are concerned, I could not be better off, the other side of the picture remains to be
explored. Takaki refers to "a glass ceiling" in the high-tech job market--"a barrier through which
management positions can only by seen, but not reached, by Asian Americans" (476) --and there is
no reason to suppose that academia should turn out to be more benign. At some stage, then, I will
discover the deep cracks of marginality in an identity sheathed by the significant, but by no means
exclusive, determinations of class privilege. Such realisations have, in fact, led many Indians to
becoming highly effective "specific intellectuals," in the Foucauldian sense, linking up with local
struggles both within and outside university politics.
In order to be able to insert the contemporary postcolonial intellectual within the larger immigrant
scenario, it should be obvious by now that dislocations and alterities be marked carefully, not
conflating processes that to my mind are discrepant. What I would hold in tension with each other
are the general dislocations characteristic of the widespread migrations of Third World peoples
who have been heading westward before and after decolonization; the more specific "brain drain"
amongst the professional classes and intelligentsia which received a new impetus since the 1960s,
particularly in the U.S.; and the experiences of dislocation more unique to women, that I take to be
the subject of feminism. It is my belief that a good many post-colonial women, including self-
identified feminists, find themselves gazing and coming westward for reasons that cannot be
rendered intelligible in the language of a presumed or proposed international feminism alone.
Discrepant dislocations do, nonetheless, produce unintended effects: For some of us, the
dislocation from a sheltered Indian middle class environment, where a consciousness of privilege
predominates, to a milieu as highly sexualized, and with such intensified and refined technologies
of gender as this one, does lead to the espousal of a more explicitly feminist politics. What might
earlier have passed as privilege now becomes recognizable as disavowal and "sanctioned
ignorance," demanding a reconstitution and renarration of identity all its own. Of course, I do not
for a moment mean to imply that it is this particular dislocation from the safety and blindnesses of
"home" that is most conducive to feminism. The feelings of "extreme dislocation, 'craziness' and
terror" which Rich has linked to the "leap of self-definition needed to create an autonomous
feminist analysis" ("Disloyal" 290) does not usually require that we come this far--hence my urge
to hold dislocations apart.
As immigrant feminists, predominantly, though by no means only, in the social sciences and
humanities, [9] what kind of political functions in our new locations might we take on, what kind
of "specific intellectuals" might we become? At the cost of an apparent digression, let us look more
closely at what Foucault's conception of the specific intellectual entails. In Gayatri Chakravorty
Spivak's view, the danger lurking in this model--particularly as Foucault (articulated it in
conversation with Gilles Deleuze (Foucault, Language)--lies in its unrecognized
specificity. In his constant distancing from questions of representation (Foucault's hope being
that the "oppressed" will be able to speak for themselves, with intellectuals ideally only performing
a relaying function between groups and struggles)--Spivak finds denigration, an abdication of
responsibility. The specificity that is to take the place of an older Western universalistic humanism
is no less geopolitically delimited, though it still masquerades as something more: Having invoked
Maoism, Vietnam, and immigration restrictions, Foucault gives out an impression of geographical
discontinuity while passing over the effects of the imperialism and the international division of
labor elsewhere. In other words, Foucault's model of an alliance politics between heterogeneous
groups can be realised only within the First World.
If we are to take seriously Spivak's demands for less transparency and more attention to
representation, perhaps the best place to start is not by pointing out how easy it is for Western
intellectuals to forget the advantages of "hard currency" and a "strong passport" (273) but to turn
our gaze upon ourselves. Is she suggesting that the model of an alliance politics works best when
we are immigrants and can thus perform representative functions here in our own right?
Furthermore, how might we include our Third World status within our First World location? If our
Third World identities are to play a directly representative role--that is to say, reflecting the
demands and needs of a new U.S. domestic minority--will we participate, however
unintentionally, in the diluting process Quintanales highlighted so well?
Anthropology in Reverse
My second scenario is in certain senses an extension of the first. If I have been sketching the pull
of the universalist and "unmarked" attractions that bring many of us here and have hinted at the
dilemmas around identity and community that immigrant women face, this section contains notes
on a deepened appreciation for the kind of identity politics that has come to characterize U.S.
feminism in the '80s: a pervasive interrogation of the sanctioned ignorances that universalistic
assumptions have contained. Why have I called it an anthropology in reverse? Chiefly because this
scenario of a "politics of arrival"--unlike the previous one, has questions of return on its horizon--
is fueled by the anticipation of return. For if Rich is right to challenge Woolf's claim that to her as a
woman, her country is the whole world, we have a choice to make and to be accountable for. What
sort of experiences, what sort of "fieldnotes" would I wish to see carried back to a Third World
nation like India?
As David Scott has pointed out so clearly in his essay in this volume, the anthropologist by
definition must leave home, but only to be able to return to it. It is "there" wherever home is, that
the writing--that skilled act of translation from this culture into the idiom of the other--is done.
However, given the history of the institution of anthropology (the West leaving home to know the
rest) and the relations of power that have brought me here, is the notion of a reverse anthropology
intelligible at all? For one thing, what is this "other culture" into which I might translate the "truths"
of this one? Unlike the Western anthropologist who has to undergo specialized training to ready
herself for fieldwork in a distant place, one that her culture does not prepare her for, isn't it clear
that in sharp contrast everything can collude to bring us westward, and hardly for anthropological
reasons? In spite of--or within--these obvious contradictions, let the following scenario on the
heterogeneity of first world feminists be held within a reverse anthropological frame, fragile and
dissembling though it might be. These notes, or rather, "fieldnotes," are questions that await their
transcription elsewhere.
One of feminism's central demands has been to break out of universalistic assumptions and realize
that it takes a very particular perspective--"trained on a determinate and particular field of
experience" [10] --to render visible the contradictory statuses of women and men. It
would, however, be extremely misleading to claim that it is women, and not men, who perceive
"technologies of gender," because women are so directly affected by them. Being and knowing
have never been immediately connected; as Donna Haraway has put it, "[i]dentity, including self-
identity does not produce science; critical positioning does...." (15) Far from being a
priori, the connection between women and knowledges about them is a result,
struggled for, constantly renegotiated, and learnt anew.
Perhaps another way of posing this is to say simply that feminism is a politics before it is an
epistemology--where questions of representation must deal with who speaks for whom as much as
with what is being said. Indeed, feminism could be described as a narrative about the discovery of
representation itself--from the prior moment when women's identity as women was either largely
accepted or disregarded to a time of making it their subject, politically and interpretatively. Men
need to cultivate the necessary vision "to learn how to see faithfully from another's point of view;"
(Haraway 11) indeed, this may be the only way men can recognize their own implication and
accountability within the gendering process. Such considerations still make men's place within
feminism "an impossible one," as Stephen Heath put it so well. "Their voices and actions, not
ours.... Women are the subjects of feminism, its initiators ... the move and join from being a
woman to being a feminist is the grasp of that subjecthood." [11] I agree, particularly since "the
move and join" between female experience and feminism turns out to be as hard as it is necessary.
Female experience is not simple "there" and whole, waiting to be organized, but more likely to be
contradictory, at once too scrutinized and opaque. And yet, or rather, for precisely these reasons,
women must represent themselves.
But to which women am I referring? It goes without saying that the "West" arrives on other shores
in monochromatic terms; it travels elsewhere considerably whitened. Indian school and college
students learn considerably more about Abraham Lincoln and George Washington than the
American institution of slavery; and the Rev. Martin Luther King, Jr., possibly plays the
analogous role that Gandhi does here. The histories of oppression of black women and women of
color on this soil are nowhere. What would it be like to read Harriet Jacobs or This Bridge
Called My Back in India? There is also another side that we do not see--a white woman's
attempts to come to terms with her complicities and sanctioned ignorances, of "unlearning her
privilege as loss," as Spivak phrased it in a different context. It has been astounding to discover the
degree to which U. S. feminists today are not primarily addressing men but one another.
The position of men in feminism is perhaps less a matter of concern than the relationships between
the identity politics of different groups of women, to the point that these questions could be setting
the conditions for Western feminism's future. [12]
"Let's face it. I am a marked women, but not everybody knows my name." So begins Hortense
Spillers in an essay that unravels the negativity at the heart of a black woman's identity, an identity
buried within the overdeterminations and simplifications wrought by too many names: "In order to
speak a truer word concerning myself, I must strip away through layers of attenuated meanings,
made in excess in time, over time, assigned by a particular historical order" (65).
Spillers must break open the presuppositions embedded in the officially sanctioned truths of the
Moynihan Report dealing with the "pathological" status of the "matriarchal" black family: no father
to speak of, and the fault lying squarely on the power of the female line. Her search for legibility in
the history of Afro-Americans--through the narratives of the first captives, the conditions of
"Middle Passage," and subsequent slavery--doesn't remain with the revelation of the complete
breakdown of anything that might resemble the family structure in such situations, but of bodies
reduced to "hieroglyphics of the flesh," indecipherable in their gendering. Beyond being the target
of rape, the African female was subjected to forms of torture one would have thought the
prerogative amongst men; as a means for reproduction, she was more a piece of property than a
wife or a mother. Thus, "the problematizing of gender places her outside the traditional symbolics
of the female ... leading to a radically different text of female empowerment" (Spiller 80). Female
empowerment emerges only through a process of remembering, a necessarily inventive tracing of
the history of Afro-American women within the violence of colonialism and slavery.
On a different register, white women in the U.S. have had to be interrogated on the extent of
racism within the women's movement, discovering the degree to which their very choice of
listening or remaining deaf to women of color was a part of their race privilege. It is one thing for
Spillers to come to terms with the imbrication of her history within History, quite another for a
white woman to learn where her location and the best of educations have brought her. As Biddy
Martin and Chandra Talpade Mohanty have put it, it is not so much a question whether "white" or
"Western" feminisms are relevant to women of color or Third World women, but a challenge of the
assumption that "the terms of a totalizing feminist discourse are adequate to the task of
articulating the situation of white women in the West." [13]
Martin and Mohanty choose to focus on Minnie Bruce Pratt's autobiographical essay, written in
astonishment and pain, as she tries to unmake an identity so pervasively woven out of the
sanctioned ignorances and official knowledges that come from being middle class, white and
Southern. Over and over again, she questions every truth that she has held, such as her oblivion to
the history of race, those "old lies and ways of living, habitual, familiar, comfortable, fitting us
like a skin" (Pratt 39). Like Spillers, Pratt's narrative too is a stripping away, though from her
position of accountablitity, it goes right down to the frightening possibility that the culture she was
raised in may embody nothing worth saving. Such a mode of self-questioning sometimes runs the
danger of implying a desire for an impossible position of innocence. But Martin and Mohanty's
fine reading emphasizes the absence of any simple linear progression in Pratt's narrative, her
constant shifting, her refusal to remain with rigid stabilities. As they also continue to point out
only one aspect of experience is given a unifying and originating function in the
text: that is, her lesbianism and love for other women, which has motivated and
continues to motivate her efforts to reconceptualise and recreate both herself and her
home. (202)
These qualities are striking, as is Pratt's ability to avoid the pitfalls of high, arid abstraction and
guilt-ridden self-absorption. I have been overwhelmed by the relentless quality of the interrogation
Pratt undertakes: the weaving of her personal history within History is so fraught with loss,
precisely because so much of her identity has been bound up with the habit of considering her
culture "as the culmination of history, as the logical extension of what has gone before" (19).
On the one hand, we are strongly reminded of the shift in perspective necessary to bring
technologies of gender into view--of what it takes to pull back from the lure of universality--and to
imagine a different dislocation from the fixity of woman. On the other hand, what could remain
subdued in the earlier discussion of gender and has become so sharply foregrounded here is the
question of History, showing how women's narratives have been written within and against
History's delineations. To be a "specific intellectual" in the context of contemporary U. S.
feminisms thus goes way beyond what Foucault might have envisaged: One's "local" position
within the First World turns out to demand extended levels of accountablity, even before more
"global" configurations are broached.
Native Informants
It is difficult, from this vantage point, to imagine what a "transference" of these experiences to a
different geo-political location would be like, in the mode of an anthropology gone awry; and I
have learnt to desist from offering ventriloquilistic fantasies, of speaking from a location where I
am not, even as memories and imaginations take me there. At the same time, there is an important
sense in which the foregoing considerations do re-emerge in my third--and final--scenario for a
Third World feminist like myself: "the native informant." It might be staged by the "hunger of
memory" [14] or, as in the example by Trinh T. Minh-ha from being interpellated by difference:
My audience expects and demands it. Otherwise people would feel as if they
have been cheated: We did not come here to hear a Third World member speak
about the first world. We came to listen to that voice of difference likely to bring us
what we can't have, and to divert us from the monotony of sameness.
(emphasis original)
Contrary to the assumptions that brought some of us here, we may thus find ourselves forced to
contend with our places of departure, asked to function as native informants from "elsewhere."
From what position of authority would we then speak? The very attempt to become such cultural
representatives, the falterings of our memory, could lead to a different realization: the need for an
examination of the historical, institutional, and social relations that have, in fact, produced subjects
also quite unlike "the native informant" of old.
As is well known, scholarship on distant Third World spaces is by no means absent from the First
World's intellectual field. The discipline of feminist anthropology contains a rich and varied
history, of women--predominantly white--who have brought the lives of other women--
predominantly Third World--to First World ears. [15] Feminist anthropology itself is an offshoot
of the larger anthropological discipline, which in turn has been but one of many modes of
knowledge production by which the "East" was rendered into an object to be laid bare and
understood at every level. This is where, to my mind, the full paradox of the "sanctioned
ignorances" amongst postcolonial women can come into view. How might one account for the
discrepancy between the exorbitant writing on other non-Western cultures--sometimes including,
sometimes effacing women--that has been the hallmark of the West, and our emergence as
postcolonial subjects, produced by the kind of Western oriented education to which I alluded
earlier? It would be deceptive only to focus on the proliferation of discourses, while losing sight of
the incitements to ignorance which have accompanied them, indeed, intrinsically structured the
precondition to knowledge.
Let me back up a bit and try to pinpoint the issues as I see them. We are witnessing the emergence
of Third World feminists like myself, eager to delve into archives or engage in fieldwork in order
to lay claim to a lost and repudiated history. We also perform indispensable tasks in the critical
evaluation of our discursive inheritance of the lives of women who inhabit non-First World places.
Thus, for example, Chandra Mohanty has convincingly demonstrated how too many contemporary
accounts are scored through by an "ethnocentric universalism," the tendency of presuming
"women" as a category of analysis:
The homogeneity of women as a group is produced not on the basis of
biological essentials, but rather on the basis of secondary sociological and
anthropological universals. (337)
On the one hand, these analyses tend to assume a universal "woman," both analytically and
politically, thus also generating prescriptions on the issues around which all women
should organize. On the other hand, as Mohanty goes on to demonstrate, since what separates the
lives of such women from the self-conception of the feminist researcher is equally obvious and
glaring, a difference is also supplied: the "Third World difference." Indeed, Mohanty goes so far
as to suggest that the true subjects of these histories are the researchers themselves. From a
different perspective, Spivak has urged against acts of obliteration--the insidiousness of conflating
the Third Worldism of the indigenous elite woman abroad with the range of women who, whether
deeply imbricated in the circuits of capitalism or not, do not speak on a First World stage. [16]
The need for such critiques is urgent and undeniable--I am only trying to stress the nature of the
difference between the researcher and the researched more emphatically than Spivak and Mohanty
do. For as Mohanty herself has pointed out, the researchers in question are not only Westerners:
[E]ven though I am dealing with feminists who identify themselves as culturally
or geographically from the "West," what I say about the[ir] analytical strategies or
implicit principles holds for anyone ... whether Third World women in the
West, or Third World women in the Third World writing for the West.
(336, emphasis added)
Mohanty's general indictment of ethnocentric universalism may sound dated to some ears--it is,
after all, a problem that has been increasingly acknowledged and genuinely felt, even if the task of
producing more differentiated and multi-coordinated analyses still remains more of an aim than an
accomplishment. I am more narrowly concerned here with the less obvious aspect of her critique.
For what she seems to be highlighting in the passage I just quoted is the institutional production
and reproduction of the "West" as an effective site of enunciation, and not just in the geographical
West alone, but through non-Western subjects who are facing West, if not centrally located within
it.
Even in the very attempt to speak our difference from the West, institutions bind us to Western
locations: For one thing, only a tiny percentage of crucial archival materials remain in, or have been
brought back to, non-First World centers--knowledges are overwhelmingly stored in Western
libraries. (This also effectively prevents those who are unable to gain access to the financial
resources and cultural credentials necessary for travel here, from believing that they could be
undertaking first-rate academic research.) Speaking more than ten years ago about the condition of
students from Arab and Islamic nations, Edward Said remarked that
no Arab or Islamic scholar can afford to ignore what goes on in scholarly
journals, institutes, and universities in the United States and Europe; the converse is
not true.... The predictable result of all this is that [the] Oriental student (and
Oriental professor) still want[s] to come and sit at the feet of American Orientalists
... in his relations with his superiors, the European or American Orientalists, he
will remain only a "native informant." (323-24)
The force of this rendition lies at least partly in that it is not specific to the intellectual relations
between the Middle East and the West, and that it continues to be true. What I am trying to come to
terms with here is the elusive complexity of our relation with the West: A relation that has set "us"
up as an object of knowledge, while simultaneously rendering us especially susceptible to
disappearing into universality when there is a chance, i.e. coming westward.
It would be easy to conceptualize this relationship purely epistemologically. As Partha Chatterjee
has put it, one is quite simply "always a Western anthropologist, modern, enlightened, self-
conscious, (and it does not matter what his nationality or the colour of his skin happens to be)"
(Nationalist 17). Or, more accurately in this case, I would be a peculiar mix of
anthropologist and native informant, a shuttling of identities and locations in order to claim a
history that faces West. But too much is left out of the picture if we remain with the following
formulation: "It is the epistemic privilege which has become the last bastion of global supremacy
for the cultural values of Western societies ... while assiduously denying at the same time that it
has anything to do with cultural evaluations," the Cunning of Reason (Nationalist 17).
This is where the struggles of Pratt and Spillers in the second scenario may offer a different
perspective on our situation--neither author could view the negativity at the heart of identity as a
purely philosophical problem. Thus, though Pratt and Spillers would surely concur with
Barbara Johnson that "if identities are lost through acts of negation, they are also acquired thereby,
and the restoration of what has been denied cannot be accomplished through simple
affirmation"(Johnson 4), they would place this more squarely within the terrain of history.
For Spillers it is a matter of discerning the roles played by white men, white women, and black
men in the narratives on and by black women, and of the possible redemption of the historically
severed relations between fathers, mothers and daughters in the black community. We, too, must
learn more about the co-constructed histories of British and Indian women in all their surprising
detail, including the imbricated history of Western feminism within imperialism. [17]
In these and other ways, we will, no doubt, acknowledge the intricacy of our relation with the
West and its enabling constraints. I would also like to sharpen this interrogation of "the West" as
an institutional site of enunciation, and my own sense of having "disappeared," around concerns
that might be peculiar to my own subject formation. I have been brought up short, for instance, by
my complete inability to be a specific intellectual and carry out a discussion like this one in an
Indian language. Whatever the complexities of India's linguistic heritage, this, to my mind, is
sanctioned ignorance. Enunciation, understood as the very possibility of raising such questions, is
ineluctably bound up with the hegemony of English (the cultural capital of German and French
notwithstanding), and the depth of my intellectual development within it, right up to this present
effort to name my condition.
While having become the bearer of conceptuality, and History's language now, English is a
language with which only a section of professional Indian women are conversant. Thus, such a
realisation comes into play long before the more basic aspect of literacy is brought into view. It
should not be conflated, therefore, with the following response to Gail Omvedt, an American who
has been living and working in parts of the Indian State of Maharashtra since 1974, by Kaminibai,
an illiterate agricultural laborer. Omvedt had been interviewing Kaminibai in order to write about
political organisations amongst women in rural areas. When the value of such a study was
impressed upon her, she replied
Yes, but will she write to us? She'll write something worth reading and writing,
but it will be in thin small letters and we won't be able to read it, not at all, there
will be no profit or loss to us. (18)
At the same time, the possible lesson for me is that Kaminibai's cynicism could well be generalised
to a much wider group of Indian women, by no means illiterate, for whom this essay's thin small
letters are also neither profit nor loss. Furthermore, what might be the best way to name the
irreducibility of the difference in my agency and Omvedt's--the difference between the politics
surrounding a white woman's decision to make her home in a postcolonial nation such as India,
and a politics of return?
Coming from a very different set of considerations, think of the discrepancy between my relation
to the transnational entity I have been calling the West, and to India's neighbors, whether in the
Middle East and Africa, or in Southeast Asia. Many of them have had significant Indian immigrant
populations; even in such cases there has been no effective intellectual pull to attend to the histories
and theories by women living there. In my travels so far, these countries have literally only figured
as stopovers on the way. This, too, is sanctioned ignorance. What set of determinations--with geo-
politics at its center--would we have to bring into play in order to confront the sanctioned
ignorances that have framed our identities and sites of enunciation as postcolonial feminists, ones
which would make the potential of "specific intellectuals" within an international feminism more
plausible?
Acknowledgements
This essay grew out of conversations with many friends, especially Faith Beckett, Satish
Deshpande, Vivek Dhareshwar, Ruth Frankenberg, Lata Mani, David Scott, Yumi Yang. I am
grateful for their suggestions and support. I would also like to thank Profs. Donna Haraway and
Teresa de Lauretis for their valuable comments on an earlier draft.
Notes
1. See H. Sharp, Selections from the Educational Records, Part I, 1781-1839. In
Macaulay's formulation, this class was defined by its differential status: "a class of
interpreters between us and the millions whom we govern--a class of persons Indian in
blood and colour, but English in tastes, in morals and in intellect" (116, emphasis added). It would
be worth investigating how this differential identity has changed. Back to main text
2. For varying assessments of this process based on different historical periods and levels of
analysis, see Lata Mani, "The Construction of Women as Tradition in Nineteenth Century Bengal,"
in Cultural Critique, Special Issue: The Nature and Context of Minority Discourse II.7
(1987); Veena Maxumdar, "The Social Reform Movement in India from Ranade to Nehru," in
Indian Women from Purdah to Modernity, ed. B. R. Nanda (New Delhi, 1976); Meredith
Borthwick, The Changing Role of Women in Bengal 1849-1905 (Princeton, New Jersey:
Princeton University Press, 1984); and Partha Chatterjee, "Colonialism, Nationalism and
Colonised Women--The Contest in India," forthcoming in American Ethnologist. Back to main text
3. See Joanna Liddle and Rama Joshi, Daughters of Independence, Gender, Caste and Class in
India (London and New Delhi: Zed Press, 1986), especially chapter 17 "Education: The Path
to Emancipation?" for first person accounts by Indian women with professional occupations. Back to main text
4. An excellent example of such a view of an Indian woman's subjectivity is Rama Mehta's
The Western Educated Hindu Woman (New York: Asia Publishing House, 1970). Back to main text
5. The term "sanctioned ignorance" comes from Gayatri Chakravorty Spivak's powerful critique of
Michel Foucault's position as a self-contained Western intellectual. She focuses on his "blind spot"
concerning the techniques for the appropriation of space that ravaged the colonies during precisely
the same historical period that held his attention, but for other matters. His excavations remained
with the new inventions of power-in-spacing in the European theater alone--in prisons, asylums
and hospitals, through Jeremy Bentham's panopticon. See her essay "Can the Subaltern Speak?"
in Marxism and the Interpretation of Culture, ed. Cary Nelson and Lawrence Grossberg
(Urbana and Chicago: University of Illinois Press, 1988), 271-313. Her point is well taken. The
purpose of this paper, however, is not to stop with production of sanctioned ignorances amongst
Western intellectuals (where they are, after all, hardly surprising), but to examine our own. Back to main text
6. This Bridge Called My Back, Writings by Radical Women of Color, ed. Cherrie
Moraga and Gloria Anzaldua (New York: Kitchen Table: Women of Color Press, 1983). This
phrase is the title of Moraga's foreword to the second edition. Back to main text
7. The relatively insignificant numbers of these immigrants, overwhelmingly Sikh (but called
"Hindus" or "ragheads"), was due to systematic racial discrimination by the U.S. government and
the INS. This was backed by a strong, predominantly working class movement for "Asiatic
Exclusion" that was securely in place by the time of their arrival of the Canadian and U.S. West
coast. The first immigrants were men, with women only joining in considerable numbers after
1946. There is now a growing body of literature on their history in this country--see for example,
Joan M. Jensen, Passage from India, Asian Indian Immigrants in North America (New
Haven and London: Yale University Press, 1988); South Asians in North America, An
Annotated and Selected Bibliography, ed. Jane Singh, Occasional Paper No. 14 (Berkeley:
University of California Press, 1988); Sucheta Mazumdar, "Punjabi Agricultural Workers in
California, 1905-1945," in Labor Immigration under Capitalism, Edna Bonacich and Lucie
Cheng (Berkeley: University of California Press, 1984) 549-578.
At a total of around fifteen hundred prior to World War II, the Indian-American community has
grown from ten thousand in 1965, when immigration laws against Asians were first repealed, to
well over half a million in the following twenty years.
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8. According to newspaper reports, a group calling itself the "dot-busters" (the "dot" referring to
the practice amongst Indian women to wear a red spot or bindi on their foreheads), claimed
responsibility for a series of assaults on businesses and individuals from the Indian community in
Jersey City, beginning in October 1987. In some reports, the assailants were identified as
belonging to Jersey City's other minority communities. Their demand was that "Indians get out of
town." Back to main text
9. Here is an interesting aside concerning the differential working out of the power webs between
the sciences and technology, on the one hand, and the social sciences and humanities, on the other,
in terms of the relative proportions of Indian women students in these disciplines: While the
number of such women in India (as in the U. S.) decreases sharply from the humanities to the
"hard" sciences, the select group making its way here is stratified in the opposite direction--most of
my female peers graduate with degrees in engineering, medicine, the sciences and economics. Back to main text
10. Michele le Deuff, "Women and Philosophy," in Radical Philosophy 17 (1977), quoted
in Meaghan Morris, "Amazing Grace: Notes on Mary Daly's Poetics," in The Pirate's Fiancee,
Feminism, Reading, Postmodernism (London: Verso, 1988) 43.
Back to main text
11. Stephen Heath, "Male Feminism," in Dalhousie Review 64.2 (1986) 270. A little
further on he briefly engages with the possibility that men take up their very masculinity in
response to feminism's challenge ("Pornography is the theory and rape the practice"). But he
subsequently shies away and the essay becomes more noisy. It is as though the shift from
"universal" to "masculine," though easy to name, is still being resisted.
Back to main text
12. For a range of examples within the U. S. see Mary Daly, Gyn/Ecology, The Metaethics of
Radical Feminism (Boston: Beacon Press, 1978); B. Ruby Rich, "Feminism and Sexuality in
the 1980s," Review Essay, Feminist Studies 12.3 (1986); This Bridge Called My
Back; Elly Bulkin, Minnie Bruce Pratt, Barbara Smith (eds.), Yours in Struggle, Three
Perspectives on Anti-semitism and Racism (New York: Long Haul Press, 1974). This kind of
cross-questioning is taking place elsewhere as well: The Nigerian critic Chikwenye Okonjo
Ogumyemi, addresses Buchi Emecheta in London, white feminists, and, more interestingly, Alice
Walker, in her essay "Womanism: The Dynamics of the Contemporary Black Female Novel in
English," Signs 11 (1985): 63-80. Gayatri Spivak, the diasporic woman abroad, is
questioned by university women in India in an interview in The Book Review 11.3
(May/June 1987). Back to main text
13. Biddy Martin and Chandra Talpade Mohanty, "What's Home Got to Do with It?" in
Feminist Studies/Critical Studies, ed. Teresa de Lauretis (Indiana: Bloomington University
Press, 1986) 193, emphasis original. Other examples of feminists who have treated the question of
racism are Marilyn Frye, "On Being White: Thinking toward a Feminist Understanding of Race
and Race Supremacy," in The Politics of Reality: Essays in Feminist Theory (New York:
The Crossing Press, 1983) 110-127; also Adrienne Rich, "Disloyal to Civilization: Feminism,
Racism, Gynephobia." For a critical response to Rich, see Doris Davenport "The Pathology of
Racism: A Conversation with Third Wold Wimmin," in This Bridge Called My Back, 85-
90. Back to main text
14. I take this phrase from the title of Richard Rodriguez' book. Back to main text
15. For a recent and comprehensive account of its history, see Henrietta Moore, Feminism and
Anthropology (Minneapolis: University of Minnesota Press, 1988). Back to main text
16. See her fine essay, "Who Claims Alterity" in Remaking History, ed. Barbara Kruger
and Phil Mariani, Discussion in Contemporary Culture 4, Dia Art Foundation (Seattle: Bay Press,
1989): 269-292, and "Can the Subaltern Speak?" Back to main text
17. As Janaki Nair has shown, studies amongst feminists (not only located in the West) veer more
closely toward an affirmative recuperation of the role of Englishwomen in India. "Uncovering the
Zenana: Visions of Indian Womanhood in Englishwomen's Writings, 1813-1940," unpublished
ms. Back to main text
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