CallaFirestormBW -> RE: Causing offense. (7/8/2008 10:54:54 AM)
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I tend towards chaos, except in my own household, and there is a regular debate as to whether my social leanings are more anarchic or libertarian. Basically, I don't really care much about what the "norms" think of me -- I never have. Perhaps, since I've always tended to hang on the fringes, I lost my taste for conforming to social expectations that I really didn't believe in. That being said, there are a few times that I make it a point to "tone down" my dress and or behavior to suit others' perspectives on what is 'appropriate'. The first of those is for scene munches held in public, family venues. In this case, I don't really do it for the benefit of the 'norms' wandering around the restaurant -- I do it on behalf of my community... the other BDSM scene folk with whom I am meeting. You may think that this makes no sense, but it does. It is often very difficult to find a venue willing to set aside space for local BDSM scene groups, so that they can provide a non-threatening, public location where people can meet and talk without pressure. Because of this, and because I value the effort of those who arranged for the vanilla locations for newcomer's munches, I try not to shock the 'norms'. OTOH, I also don't hide my tats, or my piercings if I have ones that would normally be visible. I also may be creative with cosmetics. The other occasion that I am respectful of the need to maintain some measure of discretion is at work. Most of the time, I don't have a big issue -- my supervisor and several others know about most all of my atypical leanings, and I'm not required to cover my tats at work, or my piercings... but I also work with patients. These people are suffering already, struggling with difficult and painful disease. When I am in clinic, I wear a lab coat that completely covers my body art. I wear 'norm' clothing that won't cause these people to become agitated. I am soft-spoken and gentle with "my" patients, because they are suffering, and I don't feel that it would help them to have a caregiver or pastoral provider who flaunts her anarchy in their faces. Many, nay -most- of these people are my dad's age, and they don't have the benefit of knowing me outside of the image I present at work -- so if I want them to retain their sense of safety and care in our institution, I have to make sure that I present myself 'gently'. The last place that I tend to err on the side of caution is when I am out with my grown son or daughter's lovers' parents for the first, second, or occasionally even third time. These people will have an extended relationship with my children, and I am not interested in creating disharmony. I dress with discretion, don't cuss (though I can, when angry, have the mouth of a sailor), don't discuss my extreme recreational, religious, or political views, and give them a chance to get to know me as a person before I start introducing them to my chaotic tendencies. I don't withhold, so much as not rubbing it in their faces. These people have typically just been somewhat -forced- to deal with my bisexuality, because my current primary is a same-gender partner, and sometimes, when one of my male secondaries is in town, they usually meet them as well. Most of my clothing also doesn't completely hide one of my tattoos, so they get to deal with the fact that I'm into body art. I figure this is enough for the first couple of conversations. I'm not loud, I don't make crass jokes, and if one of my servants attends the meal with me (which they may if they've come so far as to be a secondary, though I don't have one of those in my life right now), only the most subtle inferences are used to guide hir, so that I don't rub what I am in these peoples' noses. For me, it is a matter of self-respect. It is easy to manipulate public opinion in ways that will either make our lives (and the lives of those we care about) easier or more difficult. After a long, challenging life, I try to do what I can to help make life a little easier when something that matters to me is at stake -- otherwise, expect nothing but chaos. Calla Firestorm
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