This is my first attempt at a foray into public blogging. My ‘real’ blog is my Livejournal; the control freak in me likes knowing who can come and go and comment and read and interact with me. But after a practice run into public blogging, I figured I’d close that out and start here with a proper go.
There is a problem, though… I don’t really know what to write about. I had told myself that if I ever did ‘real’ and ‘proper’ blogging, it would be thematic. That’s not looking like it’s going to be the case, outside of ‘random crap from my life’ and ‘ohai, this looks interesting’. I’m tempted to just select a bit out of the news daily and comment on it, but I guess we’ll see as I go. Per norm (for those that know me), my point is to elicit commentary and discussion so as to further myself as a person, and to try to make the world a better place.
Also hopefully, I can trick my family into actually following this one, since they tend to reject my harder-to-access options. *chuckles*
My thing of interest today is the concept of neurosexism. I came across this term early today after my friend Karinne linked to a piece on the tyranny of pink. I abhor the falsehood that the world can only exist in black and white (or blue and pink), and was enjoying reading some pieces about the psuedoscience that is used to continue to push the idea that male and female are so radically different. That girls like pink because it reminds them of babies and berries (a falsehood – the group tested had grown up being told that blue was for boys, and that pink was for girls). That boys like blue because the sky is blue, and it inspires their hunter ways. It upsets me that it’s used to make people less than what they can be – that men are supposedly bad at communication, and that girls are horrible at construction and maths and the like. But that’s the core of neurosexism – that we’re supposedly all wired in x or y (har har) way, and that because of that, we’re just screwed at being good at things. I can’t read a map because I’m a girl (bollocks), and my husband cannot articulate his feelings because he’s a boy (also bollocks – the only thing slowing him is a stutter).
And that’s not even getting into how gender binary is still used to this day to marginalize people because they don’t identify as the sex that they’re born. I’m slowly learning about this due to some of my dear dear friends, but I definitely have a lot more to learn about this.
Anyhoo, that is probably enough for a starter – welcome, and erm… stuff! 🙂