I think with a forced gender binary, any advantages are double sided: men are respected, but not allowed to show emotion; women are cared for, but infantilized; men earn more money, but can’t ask for help; women are trusted with children, but not computers; men get to go on adventures, but can’t back down from a fight.
Like, with other forms of bigotry, there’s a much clearer “winner,” but sexism fucks everyone. I don’t think it fucks everyone equally, but it does negatively impact everyone.
I’m an AFAB egg and I heavily relate to a lot of that. I come off some sort of way to people (I’m also 178 cm, but only 62kg, so I’m tall but not big, maybe that’s related), such that people don’t interrupt me, take credit for my ideas, mansplain to me… I actually experience very little in terms of individual (vs institutional) sexism, and I don’t know how to phrase that without it seeming like victim blaming. People don’t even catcall me anymore, but I may have just aged out of it
My husband sharpened a friend of mine’s meat cleaver for her. I knew I’d be seeing her at the library later, so I folded it inside cardboard and put it in a reusable shopping bag for her. At no point did I worry about anyone stopping me, and if they had, I would have expected them to believe me about what happened.
Everything went according to plan and I wouldn’t have thought anything of it, if my husband hadn’t been so surprised that I gave her the knife in public.
That’s why it shouldn’t be a legal requirement. If people hear that your parents mistreated you and still think poorly of you, that’s a person you don’t want in your life.
We’re social animals, we depend on others if we’re young, old, sick, or disabled. I don’t think it should be a legal requirement, but if people see you let your parents suffer, they probably won’t have a great opinion of you.
I sometimes have medium length nails (3-5 mm past the fingertip), though I tend to just grow my own out, and I do it entirely for myself. I have a bunch of different kinds of nail polish and stencils for making cool patterns and it satisfies my inner elementary school librarian urge to dress up for even very minor holidays.
People have come up to me and told me that my nails are too long for them to find attractive, which is a bizarre non sequitur imo. I don’t know why the assumption is that any self-decoration is intended as a sexual signal: my ideal nail-based interaction is that a little kid asks about them and I get to tell them about Arbor Day or national soup day or something.
Sometimes they make life more difficult, and then I either find workarounds (opening pull tabs with a spoon, for example) or cut them, depending on how much time I have and how much I like my current nails.
I get that they’re not for everyone, but I like them, so I wear them. It’s okay if others don’t like them, they don’t have to wear them.
I said Schmierkampagne in real life yesterday.
I’m a native English speaker and Zangendeutsch is ruining me.
If it’s just general media within media, that Ben folds five ass crack bandit song was fucking killer
Friendlys does! Unfortunately, if I remember correctly, we “cleaned” them by letting them sit in seltzer and then wiping them off before reattaching them. I’m only now realizing that we went to so much effort to do that, but using the same sanitizer as the soft serve machines would have been significantly more effective and easier.
It at least keeps things like black mold or giant bacterial colonies from getting hold, but it’s kind of pointless.
My ex was not noticeably sad about it, but I felt awful for him because of his GERD. He had to stop eating for the day at around 17:00, he couldn’t have caffeine, alcohol, carbonation, anything acidic, capsaicin, or much fat. His mother was from southern Italy and he hadn’t eaten a tomato in more than a decade, and the only fruit he ate was bananas. He was not big on medication, though, so he considered all that to be a good trade off for not taking meds. I can’t imagine making the same choice if a medicine could allow me to have oranges and tomatoes and coffee, but different strokes I guess
It’s intentional
It’s generally legal in the US, with some exceptions (judges holding court, maybe ship captains?), and as an American, it’s a little hard to wrap my head around the laws in Germany. I live here, so I just don’t say rude things to strangers, but what is an insult?
Some people are ugly or fat or bald or stupid, all of which I would consider insults. Can the truth be an insult? What if I did fuck that dude’s mom last night, would it be an insult to tell him? I’ve seen dutzen (use of the informal “you”) be considered an insult, and I just don’t understand how. I understand how it can offend someone, but the word I use for the people I love best in the world is objectively not an insult.
If insulting is subjective, can lizzo (or an equally body positive person) get away with calling someone fat?
Above all, how is saying “it is my sincere opinion that” before the insult a real defense?