Self and Gender 

Part of the task in my act of be-speaking is to challenge those androgynous meanies, those who would attempt to render me a genderless cyborg.  A colleague who taught writing-to-the-web classes would schedule a class each semester where he held a MOOclass on the topic of gender-fair language.  He taught at Reneslear Polytechnic Institute, a stronghold of testosterone where less than 15% of the student population is female.  Five or six strong Amazonian women characters would disguise themselves with textual masks, usually by using initials as our character names.  We would engage his students, try to push some buttons.  At the end of the sessions, we would ask the students to categorize us, to impose a gender upon us.  We were, we strong wild women, almost always considered male. 
 
Although Haraway explicitly designates her cyborgian creature as female, the dominant presence on the Internet and therefore MOOspace is always considered to be male.  It is true that as of May 1996, numbers from the CommerceNet Consortium and Nielsen Media Research indicate that 66% of users of the Internet are male... that men stay online longer and more frequently than women, accounting for 77% of total usage.  But there is a strong female presence online:  on the Web alone many Wild-Women sites (like NetChick or Foxy Online) exist which call to other women to join their ranks without fear.  This presence is even stronger in academic-oriented MOOs.  Many of the most well-known MOOs were founded or co-founded by women.  Amy Bruckman at MediaMOO, Cynthia Haynes (with Jan Holmevik) at LinguaMOO, Janet Cross (with Kristin Fulgevik) at DaMOO, Traci Gardner at DaedalusMOO:  all were written by women.  All are blessed with a woman's touch.  And in all, diversity is encouraged. 

In MOOspace, gender is not assigned.  A character may choose her gender.  She may be female, she may be male, she may be gender-neutral.  She creates herself as she would have others of her world know her.  Within her Woman's Space, where she has created a room of her own, she can delve deeply into her cauldron and take out her E-motionally infused talismans with which she will pierce to the core the patriarchical hypocrisy of homogenousness.  She will expose herself and therefore expose other women.  Furiously fey, she will write with milky white code the words which will inscribe her destiny.  And through her words she will create reality. 

 
Beginnings
Self
The Word
Gender
Textual Reality
Community
Exit Tunnel
I remember reading Helene Cixous for the first time.  I was excited by the notion that by writing as a woman I was inscribing my female-ness with every stratch of my pen.  And I relished the idea that play could and should be a part of text.  I understood the notion that when a woman writes (or communicates) the text is drawn out in line from her, but that after a time it must always loop back to the body from whence it came.  Biology and the text can not be separated. 

At the Feminism(s) and Rhetoric(s) conference, Barbara Warnick in her plenary address, "Masculinizing the Feminine: Inviting Women Online ca. 1997," looked at various websites by women websters.  She showed the audience transparencies of the splash pages of the sties by strong wome.  She felt alienated by sites like NetChick and Foxy Online.  She implied that they were not welcoming in the"proper" feminine way.  That they were too masculine in their aggressiveness. 

Her reading of these sites angered me.  First, because I believed that she didn't examine the intended audience of these websters, an audience who would and do (as I am one of the readers) welcome these strong voices.  But even more importantly, I was angered becasue she denied the full expression of possible female voices. I have always hated the stereotypes of "feminine" and "masculine."  If I speak as a female, I am always "feminine;" my gender marks me.  These websters are female; just because they are strong (that they do "speak up") does not somehow negate this. 

In MOOspace, I am inscribed by my body just as I am inscribed by my text.  I can never release the physical for it is what tethers me to the text.  I am marked by my female-ness as I mark on the screen.