It’s a place where women rule, marriage
doesn’t exist and everything follows the maternal bloodline. But is it as good
for women as it sounds – and how long can it last?
By Hannah Booth
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Mosuo woman weaves with a loom at her shop in Lijiang, China.
Photograph:
Chien-min Chung/Getty Images
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Imagine a society without fathers; without marriage
(or divorce); one in which nuclear families don’t exist. Grandmother sits at
the head of the table; her sons and daughters live with her, along with the
children of those daughters, following the maternal bloodline. Men are little
more than studs, sperm donors who inseminate women but have, more often than
not, little involvement in their children’s upbringing.
This progressive, feminist world – or
anachronistic matriarchy, as skewed as any patriarchal society, depending on
your viewpoint – exists in a lush valley in Yunnan, south-west China, in the
far eastern foothills of the Himalayas. An ancient tribal community of Tibetan
Buddhists called the Mosuo, they live in a surprisingly modern way: women are
treated as equal, if not superior, to men; both have as many, or as few, sexual
partners as they like, free from judgment; and extended families bring up the
children and care for the elderly. But is it as utopian as it seems? And how
much longer can it survive?
Choo Waihong set about finding out. A successful
corporate lawyer from Singapore, she left her job in 2006 to travel. Having
trained and worked in Canada, the US and London, she felt drawn to visit China,
the country of her ancestors. After reading about the Mosuo, she decided to
take a trip to their picturesque community – a series of villages dotted around
a mountain and Lugu Lake – as many tourists do. But something beyond the views
and clean air grabbed her.
“I grew up in a world where men are the
bosses,” she says. “My father and I fought a lot – he was the quintessential
male in an extremely patriarchal Chinese community in Singapore. And I never
really belonged at work; the rules were geared towards men, and intuitively
understood by them, but not me. I’ve been a feminist all my life, and the Mosuo
seemed to place the female at the centre of their society. It was inspiring.”
Warm, curious and quick-witted, Waihong made
friends quickly. She discovered that Mosuo children “belong” only to their
mothers – their biological fathers live in their own matriarchal family home.
Young Mosuo are brought up by their mothers, grandmothers, aunts and uncles.
From the perspective of an outsider –
particularly one from China, from where the majority of tourists come – the
Mosuo are “condemned” as a society of single mothers, says Waihong. “Children
are born out of wedlock, which in China is still unusual. But this isn’t how
the Mosuo see it – to them, marriage is an inconceivable concept, and a child
is ‘fatherless’ simply because their society pays no heed to fatherhood. The
nuclear family as we understand it exists, just in a different form.”
It is common for Mosuo women not to know who
the father of their children is, and there is no stigma attached to this
Men and women practise what is known as a
“walking marriage” – an elegant term for what are essentially furtive,
nocturnal hook-ups with lovers known as “axia”. A man’s hat hung on the door
handle of a woman’s quarters is a sign to other men not to enter. These range
from one-night stands to regular encounters that deepen into exclusive,
life-long partnerships – and may or may not end in pregnancy. But couples never
live together, and no one says, “I do”.
“For Mosuo women, an axia is often a
pleasurable digression from the drudgery of everyday life, as well as a
potential sperm donor,” says Waihong.
Women own and inherit property, sow crops in
this agrarian society, and run the households – cooking, cleaning and
child-rearing. The men provide strength, ploughing, building, repairing homes,
slaughtering animals and helping with big familial decisions, although the
final say is always with Grandmother. Although men have no paternal
responsibilities – it is common for women not to know who the father of their
children is, and there is no stigma attached to this – they have considerable
responsibility as uncles to their sisters’ children. In fact, along with
elderly maternal great-uncles, who are often the households’ second-in-charge,
younger uncles are the pivotal male influence on children.
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“Mosuo men are feminists by any standards,”
says Waihong. “Boys think nothing of looking after their baby sisters, or
taking their toddler brothers by the hand everywhere. I was once made to wait
before talking business with an elderly Mosuo man until he had bathed his
family’s twin baby girls and changed their nappies.”
A few months after her first trip, Waihong
returned to Lugu Lake. A teenage girl, Ladzu, had offered to teach her the
Mosuo language, which is passed down orally, and introduce her to her family.
Her visits grew longer and more frequent. She became godmother to Ladzu and her
brother, Nongbu. Ladzu’s uncle, Zhaxi, a local character and successful
entrepreneur, offered to build her a house. Thus she began to put down roots.
“I grew accustomed to shuttling between
Singapore and Lugu Lake, navigating a hectic city life and a different rural
rhythm in the mountains,” she says. Her longer stays – she now lives with the
Mosuo for a few months, three or four times a year – gave her the chance to
discover more about this private, often misunderstood community.
In the absence of marriage as a goal, the
only reason for men and women to have anything resembling a relationship is for
love, or enjoyment of each other’s company. If it runs its course, the usual
reasons for staying together – for the children, societal or financial reasons
– don’t apply. As an unmarried woman in a community where marriage is
non-existent, Waihong felt at home.
“All Mosuo women are, essentially, single,”
she says. “But I think I’m seen as an oddity because I’m not from here, and I
live alone, rather than with a family. I get a lot of dinner invitations, and
my friends are always egging me on to find a nice Mosuo lover.” Has she? “That
would be telling.”
With life centred on the maternal family,
motherhood is, unsurprisingly, revered. For a young Mosuo woman, it is life’s
goal. “I’ve had to advise many young women on ovulation, so keen are they to
get pregnant,” she says. “You are seen as complete once you become a mother.”
In this respect, Waihong, who doesn’t have children, is regarded more keenly.
“My sense is that I’m pitied,” she says, “but people are too polite to tell
me.”
What happens if a woman doesn’t want
children? “That’s simply not one of their choices. To even ask that question is
to see the Mosuo through our eyes, our way of doing things. The question is not
pertinent,” she says.
And what if they can’t have children, or
produce only boys? “They will formally adopt a child, either from an unrelated
Mosuo family or, more commonly, from one of their maternal cousins,” she says.
“A few generations ago, before China’s one-child policy – which extends to two
in rural areas – families were huge. There are a lot of cousins around.”
To western eyes, this is the less progressive
side of the Mosuo way of life. Is a society that, in many ways, emancipates
women from marriage, and gives them sexual freedom, actually producing
glorified 1950s housewives who have no choices other than motherhood? It’s a
frustration that Waihong feels with her goddaughter Ladzu, now 22. “She is a
mother, and leads a very domestic life,” says Waihong. “For a young Mosuo woman,
that’s not unusual. But I wish it were different. For me, it’s a waste.”
But things are changing. Since (mostly)
Chinese tourists began arriving in the early 1990s, bringing paved roads, an
airport and jobs for Mosuo people, their traditional way of life has started to
feel outdated to its young inhabitants. Ladzu and her friends may still be
living for motherhood, but she is part of a pioneering generation in
transition: she is married, and to a Han Chinese man. She still lives at Lugu
Lake, but in her own house, with her husband and son, who was born in February.
She is not alone: although her grandmother’s generation, in their 60s and 70s,
still practise “walking marriage”, as do many women in their 40s, about half of
women in their 30s live with their “partners” – the fathers of their young
children. A minority of men and women marry outside the community and move
away.
“I know one Mosuo man who is living in [the
nearest Chinese city of] Lijiang, married with two children,” says Waihong.
“Equally, I know a young Mosuo woman, working as a tour bus driver, who has a
child on her own and lives in her mother’s household.”
Education often makes the difference: there
is a junior high school at Lugu Lake, but the nearest senior school is 100km
away, and few children attend. Even fewer head on to further education. “I know
a handful of men and women who have become civil servants or college
lecturers,” says Waihong. “But most only have their junior school certificate.”
In many ways, it doesn’t matter to young
Mosuo: tourism is providing careers – from waiter to guesthouse owner, tourist
guide to taxi driver – until now, a foreign concept. This new rising class has
money and the chance to meet people outside the Mosuo community; many families
are renting out land for hotels to be built on. Subsistence farming is on the
way out, slowly being replaced by the commercial farming of prized local crops.
Where land is still farmed for the family, mostly in more rural parts, children
head home to help with the harvest. “And they know there will always be food on
the table for them, back home with Mum,” says Waihong.
It is a society in transition, in a country
that is changing fast. Feminist activism is on the rise in China, battling
ongoing discrimination; China still describes unmarried women over 27 as
“leftover”. Can these naturally emancipated Mosuo women – and men – show
Chinese society a different approach to family life? “Yes,” says Waihong, “to
wear their singlehood with pride.”
Young Mosuo are carving out a different path
from their parents, embracing “western” marriage and family life with gusto.
Zhaxi, who built Waihong’s house, says there will be no Mosuo culture left in
30 years. She is less sure. “I think their traditional family structure may
come to be seen as halcyon, once they see what the alternative is,” she says.
“They were the original trendsetters, 2,000 years ago; they don’t know how good
they have it.
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• The headline on this article was amended on
5 April 2017. An earlier version referred to the Mosuo as a “Tibetan tribe”;
they practise Tibetan Buddhism, but are not Tibetan.