I keep trying to convince my wonderful boyfriend that he’s a feminist simply because he believes that women and men deserve equal respect.
My hope though does occasionally waver … like when he describes the problems surrounding “gender rolls.”
Womanly observations
Women living in Boulder have undoubtedly noticed the signs hanging on the backs of bathroom stall doors everywhere, always in prime view while peeing.
“Don’t flush your feminine products down the toilet as this causes clogging, etc., etc., blah, blah, blah.”
That’s old news.
What I find interesting–I’m debating about whether or not to start a spreadsheet in order to compile my data more formally–is the vast assortment of clip art that tends to go along with this particular admonition.
Sometimes it’s one of those female symbols … you know, the one with the circle and the arrow pointing out of it. If this is the case it will be, without fail, in some putrid shade of pink that’s supposed to be womanly, but mostly just makes me throw up a little bit in my mouth.
Other times it will be the standard “no” symbol, that vivid red circle with the line through it. You can use your own imagination regarding what additional clip art object is inserted into the center of said circle.
Last night, however, at CU’s Mackey Auditorium, I saw a decal new to my well trained eye: a hand with four fingers curled into a fist, while the index finger stood up straight. There were little squiggles off to the sides giving the obvious impression that the finger was moving back and forth in a blatant “Do not do this or I will send you to the moon” kind of indication.
They’re definitely getting points on my spreadsheet for creativity.
But what I found especially interesting was the unmistakable gender of that wagging finger: male.
“Odd,” I thought.
Mike, however, pointed out that it was likely to be a man who would be doing the unclogging.
Despite all of my feminist tendencies, I have to relent: Touché.
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Feminist rant for the day
I was just stood up for an interview because the woman I’d scheduled to meet had to take care of her son after the school called her saying he’d gotten a concussion.
I’m just wondering how often this happens to journalists when the interviewee is a male …
Just a thought to chew on.
If you disagree and want to speak your mind, I’d welcome any comments.