December 18, 2024 - 2:30pm

Next March marks 35 years since the publication of Gender Trouble, a book which, in the words of its author Judith Butler, “was important for many people because it allowed them to see that they were born into a world where there were very strong expectations about what it means to be a man or a woman”.

To be fair, it was hardly the first work to do this. One might look to Mary Wollstonecraft’s A Vindication of the Rights of Woman, or Simone de Beauvoir’s The Second Sex, or to countless feminist books, speeches and essays which critique sex-role stereotyping. If Gender Trouble is original, it is not for what it adds to the debate, but for the insight it strips out. It is feminist analysis with all of the feminism removed.

Butler reminds us of this un-feminist feminism in an interview with El País’s Iker Seisdedos published on Sunday. Here, she describes Gender Trouble as having told those who fail to meet gendered expectations to regard “that failure” as “actually very promising if considered through the lens of an autonomous spirit that deviates from the path, not agreeing to abide by norms, finding another way”.

In case you are wondering, there are no precise details regarding this “other way”. It’s hard not to think Martha Nussbaum nailed it in her 1999 essay “Professor of Parody”, in which she suggested Butler preferred “sexy acts of parodic subversion to any lasting material or institutional change”. Certainly, whatever is meant by “another way”, it is not any serious challenge to gender norms, or the oppressive structures they serve to bolster. Try engaging in that, and you’ll find yourself accused by Butler of “operating within a fascist logic”, perhaps even of allying with the far-Right to instigate a “phantasm about gender”. Butler might claim to dislike “strong expectations” of what it means to be a woman, but she sure as hell doesn’t like women who fail to be soft, compliant, and always prepared to “open the category and invite some more people in”.

The El PaĂ­s interview is disappointing — though, really, it shouldn’t be. As far as sex and gender are concerned, it rehashes the same tired, anti-feminist non-gotchas which appear in the fifth chapter of Butler’s most recent book, Who’s Afraid of Gender? If Butler didn’t change between the publication of Gender Trouble and that book, why should she be any different a few months down the line? It’s disappointing, all the same. There is something bewildering, not to mention enraging, about the utter lack of growth in Butler’s vision. If anything, it has become increasingly narrow. As more and more evidence piles up of the practical cost of denying the immutability and political salience of biological sex, Butler becomes more and more obtuse.

She dodges questions, feigns misunderstanding, or drifts into whataboutery. When Seisdedos attempts to pin down what is meant by “finding another way”, wondering where Butler would “draw the line for considering a minor ready to break these rules”, she waffles. When she is asked about “parents who are worried about their children making mistakes”, she recounts having “a man say to me in Chile that he didn’t want a gay or lesbian family living next door to him” — which is bad, but hardly related to whether or not an autistic 14-year-old should have her breasts cut off.

Asked to comment on the role of the pharmaceutical industry in “gender-affirming” treatments, Butler notes that “hormone replacement therapy for women who are postmenopausal is a much bigger industry”. She then suggests that puberty blockers sit on a continuum with kids “questioning gender norms, including the version of masculinity that Trump represents”. On the topic of women’s objections to trans activism, she attempts to conflate “trans struggles” with women knowing “how difficult and necessary it is to struggle for autonomy”. Clearly not too much autonomy, though, lest one becomes Hitler-adjacent.

It is all so terribly weak, and it’s difficult to believe Butler is not aware of this. It is as though Gender Trouble represents — albeit in an especially long-winded, pretentious form — that brief stage of feminist awareness many of us experience, during which we believe that liberation comes through being allowed to be our true, special selves, unlike the boring drudges and mummies who went before us — or “cis women”, as they’re now known. Most of us grow out of this, as opposed to forging entire careers based on the naive delusion.

Butler is 68 years old and has never grown up. On the contrary, she has regressed to the angry adolescent stage of calling any middle-aged woman who disagrees with her a fascist. It has been a good run — 35 years — but the gig is well and truly up.


Victoria Smith is a writer and creator of the Glosswitch newsletter.

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