{"id":9290,"date":"2012-01-11T09:00:09","date_gmt":"2012-01-11T09:00:09","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.badreputation.org.uk\/?p=9290"},"modified":"2012-01-11T09:00:09","modified_gmt":"2012-01-11T09:00:09","slug":"sororror-show","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/badreputation.org.uk\/2012\/01\/11\/sororror-show\/","title":{"rendered":"Sororror Show"},"content":{"rendered":"
Ladies and gents, I have a confession: I watch the crappiest, most
sensationalist reality shows and \u2018documentaries\u2019 \u2013 as long as I
think no one\u2019s looking. However, my latest one is so bad and so
compulsive that I\u2019ve forced at least three friends to watch episodes with
me. It\u2019s car crash TV, it\u2019s Two Minutes Hate strung out for 45: it
is Channel 4\u2019s Sorority Girls<\/strong><\/a>.<\/p>\n
However, obviously not everyone wants to be friends with everyone
– so there’s a selection process. In
Sorority Girls<\/strong> it begins with an interview in which
each potential new member (or \u2018PNM\u2019 \u2013 this thing
has
more jargon than a pick-up artist convention<\/a>) is
interviewed about themselves by the five, identically-dressed,
rictus-smile-wearing members. Questions include \u201cCan you
talk me through your outfit?\u201d, \u201cCan you show us your
best dance move?\u201d and \u201cDo you think we\u2019re heading
for a double dip recession?\u201d Seriously, WTF? EXPLAIN WHY
YOU WORE THOSE CLOTHES! DANCE FOR US, MONKEY! NO, HONEST
WE\u2019RE INTELLECTUAL!<\/p>\n
If you get through this hoop, you’re allowed (gee,
thanks) to pledge your loyalty to the sorority, and you become
a \u2018pledge\u2019 – not to be confused with a
fully-initiated sorority sister. YOU HAVE AGES YET TO GO.
REPEAT: AGES.<\/p>\n
At this stage, you get the hazing<\/a>.
Interestingly, Channel 4 avoided the h-word for the whole
series. Fraternities especially are infamous for their
often-dangerous hazing \u2013 usually mixes of brutality,
alcohol and stupidity \u2013 and stories of student deaths are
sadly all too
frequent<\/a>. However, though sororities are not
completely free of violence<\/a>, in the main their selection
processes are known for being far more about judgement,
humiliation, and policing each others\u2019 behaviour. All for
the grand prize of… being friends.<\/p>\n
Don\u2019t know about you, but I don\u2019t want friends
that\u2019d do that to me.<\/p>\n
By the 1970s (when my mother was at university in the
States) sorority and fraternity membership was waning and
seen by many as old fashioned and uncool, but from the
mid-1980s onwards a revival has been going on, in much the
same time period as the rise of the Christian right wing.
Though religion and politics are never explicitly mentioned
in
Sorority Girls<\/strong>, the girls do seem to be
preoccupied with furthering a socially conservative
(chaste, sober, uncontroversial) set of values under the
disguise of helping the pledges \u2018develop\u2019 and
\u2018improve\u2019 themselves.<\/p>\n
In the selection process of
Sorority Girls<\/strong>, pledges are admonished
for wearing too much make-up, for having two drinks
in their hands at once, for having a hint of
‘attitude’, for being too loud, for
being too quiet, for not getting on well enough with
the specially-shipped-in frat boys, for getting
along
too<\/em> well with the frat boys… In other
words it\u2019s the worst of Queen Bee girlie
bullying behaviour. The worst put-down these girls
have seems to be \u2018that\u2019s
inappropriate\u2019 \u2013 but at the same time,
what
is<\/em> appropriate isn\u2019t particularly
clear. One girl got thrown out for questioning
why, if fake eyelashes were banned, fake nails
were still allowed.<\/p>\n
It\u2019s Mean Girls<\/strong><\/a>. It\u2019s the Heathers<\/strong><\/a>. It\u2019s high
school crap, but in my experience, by the
end of school (and certainly by uni)
social groups had diversified enough that
we were done with that shit<\/em>. If
the Queen Bees didn\u2019t approve of me
at age 13, they could try (and often
succeeded) to make my life miserable. If
they didn\u2019t like me by age 17: Meh.
Shrug. Fuck’em. I had friends and
interests far away from their spheres,
and likewise I think they\u2019d often
also either grown up or moved on,
because all of a sudden we were
all just people<\/em>. Classmates
with more going on in our lives than
our clothes, deportment or how we wore
our hair. I see most of the behaviour
on
Sorority Girls<\/strong> as a
flashback to the bad old days of my
early-to-mid-teens, and it depresses
me beyond words that so many young
women willingly submit to this
– putting themselves through
this self-esteem grinder – in
the hope that they will be let into
the club so that they too can become
as composed as their frenemy
tormentors.<\/p>\n
There are also elements of the
induction on the programme which
appear to be cult-like
brainwashing (regular sleep
disruption, fake kidnappings,
physical trials, deliberately
bringing people emotional highs
followed quickly by lows) as well
as possibly encouraging a kind of
Stockholm Syndrome. One ritual
involves the girls holding Greek
letters made of ice to their
hearts until they\u2019re melted
– \u2018as it burns you, so
Sigma Gamma will always be burned
onto your heart\u2019. At one
point (in front of their families)
the would-be members pledge their
commitment to the sorority above
family, and by the end, cheerfully
chant and praise and dance at the
drop of a hat.<\/p>\n A
"sorority rush" queue on
Purdue University's
Panhellenic Association Sorority
Formal Recruitment day. Apparently
even if you can pronounce all that
in one go without stumbling, you
*still* don't necessarily get
in. <\/p><\/div>\n
Also, let\u2019s talk about
males and double standards.
Fraternities are famed for their
heavy-drinking, womanising, loud
& loutish behaviour, while
sororities are famed for their
bitchiness and ladylike reserve,
but at the same time –
despite their apparent lack of
shared ground – sororities
and fraternities view each other
as safe and approved. By
definition, it seems, frat boys
are \u2018nice boys\u2019 no
matter what their (individual or
group) behaviour says to the
contrary.<\/p>\n
Frat boys were drafted in at one
point in the show to
\u2018kidnap\u2019 the girls
(sling them over their shoulders
and run off with them), get the
girls drunk and hit on them. The
girls who then seemed to enjoy
their company too much were
admonished for their
\u2018obscene\u2019 behaviour.
However, the one girl who
wasn’t a fan of the frat
guys and didn\u2019t mingle with
them was told off for being
\u2018cold\u2019 and
\u2018unfriendly\u2019.<\/p>\n
In another stupid task the girls
were taken to a town centre and
told they had 20 minutes to find
a \u2018date\u2019 for an event
that evening. Regardless of
attraction, they needed a man
because they had been told to go
find one – fast. Some of
them already had boyfriends, and
some of them had to \u2018make
do\u2019 or bargain that
they\u2019d buy the guys lots of
drinks. This was not about any
woman\u2019s happiness or
enjoyment so much as about
proving to the other women
around them that they were
desirable to the opposite sex.
The one pledge who made the
cardinal sin of taking one of
these dates back to the sorority
house was in a lot of trouble:
you\u2019re not supposed to be
sexually available, only
sexually desirable.<\/p>\n
This worldview sees women as
gatekeepers of virtue who are
whores if they say
\u2018yes\u2019 and unfriendly
if they say \u2018no\u2019-
leaving them to walk a tightrope
of chaste, respectable (never
flirty) friendliness upon pain
of losing their
\u2018friends\u2019 if they are
not representing the sorority
well. Oh, yes –
you’re
always<\/em> representing
your sisters. Your actions are
never yours alone but a
representation of the whole
group, and therefore anything
you do is up for analysis
(‘you\u2019ve let me
down, you\u2019ve let the
sorority down, but most of
all: you\u2019ve let yourself
down.’)<\/p>\n
The final episode of
Sorority
Girls<\/strong> revealed
the final five UK
\u2018sisters\u2019 of
Sigma Gamma, and rang
especially hollow. The
grand prize each girl
had won was…. four
\u2018friends\u2019.
Four friends who had
been selected by
committee. Throughout
the process the most
interesting and lively
girls were often cut.
The American
\u2018sisters\u2019
cited Kate Middleton and
Jennifer Aniston as
their ideal sorority
sisters, and that
blandness carried
through. Nothing against
Kate Middleton and
Jennifer Anniston
personally \u2013
I\u2019m sure
you\u2019re nice \u2013
but these are women who
are often photographed
but rarely heard, and
best known for marrying
much more famous men.
Surely you\/I\/we can
all do better than
that?<\/p>\n
So,
Sorority
Girls<\/strong>:
hard to tell how
much was TV
producers
deliberately
creating a young
version of The Stepford
Wives<\/strong><\/a>
(surely they
didn\u2019t look
that dead behind
the eyes on the
first take) and
how much was
\u2018real\u2019,
but I\u2019m
pretty sure any
sorority would
never want yours
truly, and
likewise I would
never want
them<\/em>.<\/p>\n
So why the
hell
can\u2019t I
stop
staring?!<\/p>\n<\/a>Described by one friend of mine as \u2018hate crack\u2019,
Sorority Girls<\/strong> is a reality TV show based around five girls
from American sororities doing the standard reality TV show whittle to
find their perfect \u2018sisters\u2019 in the UK and form
Britain’s first ever sorority. That\u2019s right: it\u2019s
The Apprentice<\/strong> for female friendship. Didn\u2019t realise
you had to jump through hoops, sing songs and outperform others to be
friends? Think again.<\/p>\n
What Are Friends For<\/h3>\n
Past and Present<\/h3>\n
In The Club?<\/h3>\n
<\/a>
Frat Boys and Cold
Shoulders<\/h3>\n
Friendship Is Magic<\/h3>\n