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- The Feminist Carnival of Sexual Freedom and Autonomy is back, with tons and tons of really good links to thinky thoughts.
- Why This Queer Isn't Celebrating is also good in the thinky-thoughts department.
- Sexism at the Home Depot, part God-knows-what in a series: I walk in to the hardware department to ask the guy- a charming grandfatherly type of gentleman- some questions about changing locks. He says to me (I quote) "Do you have a husband? I can just show you what to buy, and he can take care of it real easy."
*facepalm*
He went on to be really really nice to me, including grabbing a screwdriver and unscrewing one of their display models to show me. Which was interesting and helpful even if it was patronizing ("Now, you'll just have to borrow a Philips screwdriver- that's one like this, see, with a cross on it?" OH GOD), and I'm glad he did it.
I am always amused by the allowances we make for generational differences. I mean, if he had been under 30, I would have been really sorely tempted to punch him in the nose, and I would have walked out fuming. Instead, the guy was over 65 and I'm just shaking my head ruefully and going "oh, bless his heart."
- Why This Queer Isn't Celebrating is also good in the thinky-thoughts department.
- Sexism at the Home Depot, part God-knows-what in a series: I walk in to the hardware department to ask the guy- a charming grandfatherly type of gentleman- some questions about changing locks. He says to me (I quote) "Do you have a husband? I can just show you what to buy, and he can take care of it real easy."
*facepalm*
He went on to be really really nice to me, including grabbing a screwdriver and unscrewing one of their display models to show me. Which was interesting and helpful even if it was patronizing ("Now, you'll just have to borrow a Philips screwdriver- that's one like this, see, with a cross on it?" OH GOD), and I'm glad he did it.
I am always amused by the allowances we make for generational differences. I mean, if he had been under 30, I would have been really sorely tempted to punch him in the nose, and I would have walked out fuming. Instead, the guy was over 65 and I'm just shaking my head ruefully and going "oh, bless his heart."