On pocket handkerchiefs, again.
so, to recap: chivalry is sexist. chauvinism is sexist. finding a specific collection of traits or body type more attractive than others is sexist. putting women on a pedestal is sexist. putting them on the exact level of a male you have a similar relationship with is sexist. looking is sexist. actively not looking is sexist.
am i being absurd? of course. but everything about gender relations has always been absurd, because it’s based entirely on the social constructions of gender, which, this just in, are artificial. can we all just agree that treating each other like crap, due to gender, is unacceptable? and if we aren’t treating each other like crap, then maybe we can all chill?
and yes, i am STILL holding on to the time in university where holding a door for a young woman resulted in me being told that she ‘could open the door for herself, thank you very much.’
Wow, dude. I think that you need to get over “that time in university”. For once, this was not about sexism or gender politics/constructions (and we know how I like to write huffily about The Lady Issues every once in a while). This was entirely about how RFMUS likes to pass off unoriginal sappy pap as deep wisdom. I can just hear the Jeff Buckley playing in the background as he wistfully transcribes his fountain pen-etched bon mots from his Moleskine.
And that’s the last thing I’ll be saying about RFMUS. Back to your regularly scheduled references to Hall & Oates, karaoke, and making fun of Vince.
i was secretly hoping the ‘one time in university’, the ‘STILL’, the repetitive construction of the first paragraph, and the openly referring to myself and my argument as absurd would get across that i was being tongue in cheek.
i also think i get a free pass for assuming something was about sexism on tumblr, given the last few weeks of gender politics 101 most of us have been watching.
i am going to cherish that ‘Wow’, though. i’d like to think i earned it.
