I don’t feel comfortable being called a sex educator.
“…but Erika, sweetie, you educate people about sex with your comics. Doesn’t it stand to reason that you are then a sex educator?”
I know, I know, I know that makes sense. But. Here is my thing:
To me, a For Reals Sex Educator is someone who has studied this topic in-depth in a formal capacity, they’ve gone to school for it and gotten some kind of certification. That is, this person’s knowledge and training has been verified by a qualified entity.
Sandra Daugherty, of Nerdist.com’s Sex Nerd Sandra podcast, completed the comprehensive sex educator training program provided by San Francisco Sex Information (SFSI). Dr. Emily Nagoski, author of “Come As You Are”, has a PhD in Health Behavior with a doctoral concentration in human sexuality from Indiana University (IU), and a master’s degree (also from IU) in Counseling, with a clinical internship at the Kinsey Institute Sexual Health Clinic.
Or, at the very least, they’ve invested countless hours into researching this stuff and attending classes and workshops and whatever else. Dan Savage has 20 years under his belt of sharing sex facts and being corrected by his audience when he gets something wrong, so even without a formal education he still qualifies as a reliable For Reals Sex Educator to me.
And then there’s me.
Everything I know, I’ve learned from PlannedParenthood.com, Scarleteen.com, and Wikipedia.com in the last couple years.
Which means I’m as much of an expert on sex as every other person who has looked up a given topic on any of those sites.
I see myself as an information scavenger, who collects the cold hard facts from reputable websites and then draws silly, irreverent pictures next to that text to make it palatable to a general audience.
I haven’t studied sex and sexuality and gender and humans in any meaningful, guided capacity. In college I focused on English and Art, taking not even one single sociology course. My crash course in sex and sexuality was lezzing out between many young ladies’ legs.
I’m not qualified to be a Sex Educator, and when people call me one I either deny or deflect it, which looks disingenuous because I AM effectively educating people about sex through my comics.
Like, think of it like this.
Let’s say I started doing comics that explained scientific concepts, using information I gathered from Wikipedia or other reputable science sites. The comics are factually correct and educational. You couldn’t call me a scientist because of that. Or instead of science, what if I started doing comics about historical figures? Again, using respected websites on that subject, so the comics are accurate. It wouldn’t be right to call me a historian, right?
What do I do? Do I stop making this distinction without a difference and embrace the title of Sex Educator, even though I do not feel nearly qualified enough to do so? Or do I keep insisting that, no, I am a cartoonist who does sex education comics, and really that is different from being A Sex Educator?
I don’t know!
In other news, I drew Lil’ Erika sliding down a waterfall of pee for next week’s comic. You’re welcome.
Sarah
2015-05-12 01:49:39 +0000 UTCErika Moen
2015-05-12 00:49:11 +0000 UTCSarah
2015-05-02 16:56:55 +0000 UTC