{"id":156418,"date":"2021-12-14T15:56:16","date_gmt":"2021-12-14T20:56:16","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/?p=156418"},"modified":"2021-12-14T15:59:53","modified_gmt":"2021-12-14T20:59:53","slug":"by-your-name","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/2021\/12\/14\/by-your-name\/","title":{"rendered":"By Your Name"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><em>In her monthly column\u00a0<a href=\"https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/columns\/notes-from-paris\/\">Notes from Paris<\/a>, Madeleine Schwartz records some unexpected aspects of everyday life in France. <\/em><\/p>\n<div id=\"attachment_156419\" style=\"width: 1034px\" class=\"wp-caption alignnone\"><a href=\"https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/12\/image0.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-156419\" class=\"wp-image-156419 size-large\" src=\"https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/12\/image0-1024x768.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"1024\" height=\"768\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/12\/image0-1024x768.jpg 1024w, https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/12\/image0-300x225.jpg 300w, https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/12\/image0-768x576.jpg 768w, https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/12\/image0-1536x1152.jpg 1536w, https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/12\/image0.jpg 2016w\" sizes=\"auto, (min-width: 62.5em) 67vw, 100vw\" \/><\/a><p id=\"caption-attachment-156419\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">Photo: Madeleine Schwartz<\/p><\/div>\n<p>Not long after I moved to Paris from the United States, in 2020, I began to hear reports of women disappearing. It happened at the bank, at the doctor\u2019s office, when they were picking their children up from school. They were there and, suddenly, they\u2019d been erased.<!--more--><\/p>\n<p>In France, women who marry do not legally relinquish their maiden names, as many do in the United States, but they may choose to add a husband\u2019s surname as a second <em>nom d\u2019usage<\/em>. The trouble is that even someone with no intention of taking her husband\u2019s name can have it imposed on her. She might be living her life normally one day, and then, after registering a marriage, find herself cut off from her previous civic persona.<\/p>\n<p>I heard these stories from friends and acquaintances, women in tense divorce negotiations unable to travel with their children, or access their medical records, all because of seemingly minor problems with their paperwork. To me, a half-American, half-French person who has spent most of my life in New York City, something about these incidents sounded alien. They reinforced a feeling I have often had since arriving in Paris, where much of my family lives: as if I\u2019ve opened the door to a long-abandoned room, where everything looks jumbled, and looks all the stranger for my expectation that I\u2019ll find it familiar. I couldn\u2019t be sure whether the fact that so many women were confiding such stories was a sign of their ubiquity, or reflected something about me. Perhaps people chose to tell <em>me<\/em> in particular, considering me just fluent enough to understand and just foreign enough to be sympathetic. Curious and alarmed, I decided to start collecting these accounts, in the hope that approaching them as a reporter might help me understand them, and France, a little better.<\/p>\n<p>Sure enough, I found that these seemingly bizarre experiences were rather common. One woman wrote to me about what happened when she notified the national health service, the S\u00e9curit\u00e9 sociale, that she was married: \u201cA few days later, they sent me a new card, even though I didn\u2019t ask for one, with my husband\u2019s name on it. I refused, I explained that I had kept my name, but they didn\u2019t want to know. They told me that I would have to take my husband\u2019s name.\u201d The woman who handled her complaint said, \u201cIf we could choose, it would be too easy.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>When Anne Pruvost, who lives just south of Paris, arrived at the hospital to give birth, her water had broken and the fetus appeared to be in distress. The staff couldn\u2019t find her medical records, which her doctors needed to ensure that Pruvost, who is epileptic, would not have a seizure. The records turned out to have been filed under her husband\u2019s name, which she does not use.\u00a0Pruvost, who is trained as an attorney, told the hospital that her right not to have her husband\u2019s name forced on her had been enshrined in law since the seventies. \u201cMadame, this is a serious establishment!\u201d a member of the staff responded. \u201cWe don\u2019t just joke around here.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>These restrictive and outdated practices can cause a host of problems, according to the lawyers I\u2019ve spoken with. While some women have a name that\u2019s not theirs foisted on them without their consent, the lawyer Sophie Soubiran told me, others may be stripped of their married name after divorce, if an ex-husband decides to revoke their right to use \u201chis\u201d name. The problems are especially acute for women with children. Pruvost told me that she had given her children both her own and her husband\u2019s last names, yet often found them listed in official documents with only the latter, which led to complications with the administrative system that runs family welfare. People sometimes accuse her of having the wrong ID herself because she doesn\u2019t share a name with her husband. She is now accustomed to carrying additional paperwork with her at all times, in case she needs to prove that her children are in fact hers.<\/p>\n<p>Some of the consequences of all this are simply bureaucratic nuisances. Life in France often feels like one long bureaucratic nuisance. Others, however, entail grave threats to the personal safety of women and their children. Charlotte (here I\u2019ll mention that many of the women I spoke to for this column did not want me to use their last names if I quoted them, citing the possible reaction of an ex)\u00a0had an order of protection against the father of her twin daughters. When the girls were eleven months old, he beat her so badly that she ended up in the hospital. After their separation, the court ordered that Charlotte and her ex (who had visitation rights) hand off the children in the presence of a police officer. Their father used these occasions to exert whatever power he could. He withheld the girls\u2019 passports for months, acting warmly toward the police all the while. When Charlotte finally retrieved the passports and tried to take her daughters on a holiday abroad, an airport official, seeing their names, said he would have to call the father for permission to travel. He relented only when the girls began to cry.<\/p>\n<p>The issue of her children\u2019s last names plagues Charlotte. Just recently, she was called into her daughters\u2019 school. She had enrolled them under her ex\u2019s last name and her own, but her ex had systematically crossed hers off their papers. What angers Charlotte the most is that her ex will soon marry, and his new wife may take his name, in which case she would be able to take the children anywhere, no questions asked\u2014even though he does not have custody.<\/p>\n<div id=\"attachment_156420\" style=\"width: 778px\" class=\"wp-caption alignnone\"><a href=\"https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/12\/liberte.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-156420\" class=\"wp-image-156420 size-large\" src=\"https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/12\/liberte-768x1024.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"768\" height=\"1024\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/12\/liberte-768x1024.jpg 768w, https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/12\/liberte-225x300.jpg 225w, https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/12\/liberte-1152x1536.jpg 1152w, https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/12\/liberte.jpg 1512w\" sizes=\"auto, (min-width: 62.5em) 67vw, 100vw\" \/><\/a><p id=\"caption-attachment-156420\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">Photo: Madeleine Schwartz<\/p><\/div>\n<p>Living here, I\u2019m constantly reminded of how much France provides\u00a0for women that the United States does not: a functional, if creaky, welfare system; guaranteed childcare and maternity leave. The buildings themselves call for \u201cLibert\u00e9, \u00c9galit\u00e9, Fraternit\u00e9\u201d\u2014you can\u2019t walk more than a few blocks in Paris without seeing the slogan emblazoned on some government institution or other. Close-up, however, the picture looks very different. Though statistics only say so much, I\u2019ll note that in this year\u2019s <em>Global Gender Gap Report<\/em> put out by the World Economic Forum, France is tied for first place with twenty-five other countries with regard to women\u2019s educational achievement. Yet you have to scan to number 58 to find the country listed in the category \u201cEconomic Participation and Opportunity,\u201d and to number 115 when it comes to the wage gap.<\/p>\n<p>Oph\u00e9lie Latil, whose feminist advocacy organization Georgette Sand fights for the visibility of women in the public sphere, recently launched a petition against the erasure of women\u2019s identities in financial and administrative documents. She notes that women have only been able to give their last name to their children since 2005. In 2013, Christiane Taubira, then Fran\u00e7ois Hollande\u2019s minister of justice, tried to pass a law that would give a newborn child the last names of both parents, as is done in Spain and Portugal. When the bill failed to pass, the government said that a double last name would automatically be put in place for the child of any couple in a disagreement. This workaround is an acknowledgement of the problem, as Marine Gatineau Dupr\u00e9, a founder of the organization Porte Mon Nom (Bear My Name), points out. But it is not a solution. In order for this supposedly automatic process to begin, a parent must file a declaration of disagreement at the mayor\u2019s office. How many pregnant women in difficult relationships, Gatineau Dupr\u00e9 asks, would have the time and wherewithal to do so?<\/p>\n<p>To change a child\u2019s name in France, you need to prove \u201clegitimate interest\u201d\u2014a designation so restrictive that it has been brought to a\u00a0UN Committee on Gender Equality and\u00a0condemned by the European Court of Human Rights. (The court also recently found in favor of a Spanish woman who alleged discrimination in being forced to give her child the father\u2019s name ahead of her own.) The process is cumbersome and can take years. Both parents must consent to the change, even if only one has custody of and cares for the child.<\/p>\n<p>Mere bureaucratic side effects? Cultural difference? I don\u2019t know if there\u2019s really a distinction\u2014or whether arcane laws always create their own customs. Gatineau Dupr\u00e9 sent me a poem by Catherine Pilade, a member of her group, that attempts an explanation. I have translated two of the stanzas loosely, in an effort to preserve the rhyme as far as possible:<\/p>\n<blockquote><p>Am I wrong to feel so revolted<br \/>\nBy the words of one once beloved?<br \/>\nThat I should have to ask a man, in 2021,<br \/>\nThat my name be given to my sons?<\/p>\n<p>I am learning about feminism at my expense<br \/>\nI walk the path of those who did not accept this difference<br \/>\nJust as, in French, the masculine prevails over the feminine<br \/>\nYour father overruled the decision of your naming.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p><em>Madeleine Schwartz, an advisory editor at <\/em>The Paris Review, <em>is a writer based in Paris, where she teaches journalism at Sciences Po. <\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>On sexism and red tape in 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