In spite of little thing you said
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Small moments of heterosexism...
In a poster store, while my best friend and I were talking to the store owner (we've known him since grade 7, it's crazy)... we were talking about how French Canadians have a different word for girlfriend than we do (they say "ma blonde") and wondering if they use that expression in the masculine at all ("mon blond"). The owner turns to me (supposedly the Canadian expert now) and asks what they ask me, when they ask if I have a boyfriend. I remind him I live in the English-speaking part of Canada.
This morning I found myself shopping for a bit and remembered I need a new pair of guy jeans. I like their cut, more relaxed and comfortable and I really like wearing them now and again and being a little butchy. Anyway. I find a pair of pants, try them on, then go to pay for them. The cashier points out they also have boxer briefs on sale, and when I express interest, she goes, "so what size is your man?". I tell her it's for myself.
A friend lent me The Psychology of Joss Whedon and I've just started reading it. The first article is by an evolutionary psychologist talking about why we love Mal, and the author writes "In the case of the human male, it's reasonable to design in an aesthetic appeal for a large number of sexually willing, very fertile young women (Malamuth 19)." I was already not convinced by her argument in the beginning of her article; I was finding incredibly essentialist and ethnocentric, but she's finished losing me there. Thank goodness, humans from all walks of life constantly prove there is more to life, attraction and love than finding a good mating partner. I don't think I'm a fan of evolutionary psychology.
People ask why gay and bisexual people have to come out. It's because otherwise, we just don't exist.
In a poster store, while my best friend and I were talking to the store owner (we've known him since grade 7, it's crazy)... we were talking about how French Canadians have a different word for girlfriend than we do (they say "ma blonde") and wondering if they use that expression in the masculine at all ("mon blond"). The owner turns to me (supposedly the Canadian expert now) and asks what they ask me, when they ask if I have a boyfriend. I remind him I live in the English-speaking part of Canada.
This morning I found myself shopping for a bit and remembered I need a new pair of guy jeans. I like their cut, more relaxed and comfortable and I really like wearing them now and again and being a little butchy. Anyway. I find a pair of pants, try them on, then go to pay for them. The cashier points out they also have boxer briefs on sale, and when I express interest, she goes, "so what size is your man?". I tell her it's for myself.
A friend lent me The Psychology of Joss Whedon and I've just started reading it. The first article is by an evolutionary psychologist talking about why we love Mal, and the author writes "In the case of the human male, it's reasonable to design in an aesthetic appeal for a large number of sexually willing, very fertile young women (Malamuth 19)." I was already not convinced by her argument in the beginning of her article; I was finding incredibly essentialist and ethnocentric, but she's finished losing me there. Thank goodness, humans from all walks of life constantly prove there is more to life, attraction and love than finding a good mating partner. I don't think I'm a fan of evolutionary psychology.
People ask why gay and bisexual people have to come out. It's because otherwise, we just don't exist.
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