Old Talk
Old people. Fat people. You may have noticed that these are the last remaining groups in our culture that it is still possible to insult and disparage with impunity. Fat acceptance advocates and BBW (big beautiful women) sites are fighting the good fight – but pretty much losing. Older people – in this post Gray Panthers world (remember them?) – are not even trying. That’s because – and listen to this closely – unlike virtually every other group that is the butt of slurs and slights, old people buy into and generally accept the negative stereotypes about themselves. In fact, they think worse of themselves than others think of them, which is apparently a unique finding in the world of social psychology.
Our culture tells old people that they are superfluous, useless and clogging up the works. Their best days – physically, intellectually, creatively, sexually, you name it – are over. The message is loud and clear, and it is internalized. It is what old people tell themselves. It is what they learn to believe. And in believing it, they become it. Expectation leads to outcome.
Now comes the disturbing news, via a new study by Carolyn Black Becker at Trinity University, of a link between fat talk and old talk – two powerful, hurtful, ego-deflating variations of negative self-talk. Fat talk, as any woman knows, is that cruel stuff we tell ourselves that we’d never put up with from anyone else. It’s the rant in front the mirror, especially the dressing room mirror, especially the dressing room mirror when we’re trying on bathing suits. It turns out that for women with negative body images (seriously, do you know anyone not included in this category?), fat talk diminishes a bit as they age – but is replaced by old talk. “I look fat” is replaced by “I look old.”
So we never stop beating ourselves up?
2 comments
Great post!
I think I’m realistically aware that I’m heavier than I’d like to be and that my body no longer functions the way it did when I was 40. I can be rueful and sometimes even pissed off that I’m not as strong as I once was. I think I’m realistically aware of what I could do to look and feel better. But I truly truly do not get old talk, and I don’t seem to hang around with people who engage in it. I also don’t get the obsession people have with wrinkles.
I do notice the dismissive attitude toward older people in the media (and I certainly notice that as an older woman I’m invisible to a huge segment of the population). That definitely pisses me off.
I have the privilege to do community organizing work alongside members of the Jane Addams Senior Caucus in Chicago, and they completely rock the planet. At a recent meeting to discuss the ins and outs of civil disobedience, a member of the Caucus described his experience being arrested at a demonstration at a senate office. He’s in his 80s and is a role model for me.
Hmmm, your post seems to have triggered something! Thanks.
Ageism is so entrenched, such a cultural burden. I want our (much maligned) generation to bust that wide open. I want happy, engaged, useful octogenarians to be — and to be seen as — the norm not the exception. I envy you your job, Barb, and the amzing people you get to work with.
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