Feb. 27th, 2007
"...my girl never played with toy cars I naively bought her!"
First, let me say that this does not at all agree with my own experience. I routinely see girls playing with toy trucks, and boys playing with cooking stuffs. Seriously.
But anecdotal evidence, I know, I know. My anecdotal evidence is no better than their anecdotal evidence. Except that in order for me to believe this "TRUCKS!" argument, I would have to believe that somehow, ten thousand years of evolution occured (more! I know!) just so that baby boys would play with toy cars, something that wasn't even invented until very recent generations. And girls would play with - what, make-up? Because there's no culture in the world where men care at all about their appearance and wear make-up. (Unless they're really gay, and no culture in the world accepts that because it's unnatural, right? And they all have nuclear families with two-person marriages, one male and one female, because that's logical and it just makes the most sense, all right!)
I don't buy it. If you want to convince me that girls and boys play differently at this young age, you'll have to show me something a little less superficial. Prove to me that girls talk more, or that boys run up and down more, and I'll at least blink an eye a couple of times.
Otherwise, it's just your eyes and ears against mine, and mine will always win. ('cuz they're right, of course!)
First, let me say that this does not at all agree with my own experience. I routinely see girls playing with toy trucks, and boys playing with cooking stuffs. Seriously.
But anecdotal evidence, I know, I know. My anecdotal evidence is no better than their anecdotal evidence. Except that in order for me to believe this "TRUCKS!" argument, I would have to believe that somehow, ten thousand years of evolution occured (more! I know!) just so that baby boys would play with toy cars, something that wasn't even invented until very recent generations. And girls would play with - what, make-up? Because there's no culture in the world where men care at all about their appearance and wear make-up. (Unless they're really gay, and no culture in the world accepts that because it's unnatural, right? And they all have nuclear families with two-person marriages, one male and one female, because that's logical and it just makes the most sense, all right!)
I don't buy it. If you want to convince me that girls and boys play differently at this young age, you'll have to show me something a little less superficial. Prove to me that girls talk more, or that boys run up and down more, and I'll at least blink an eye a couple of times.
Otherwise, it's just your eyes and ears against mine, and mine will always win. ('cuz they're right, of course!)
I watched a news report, and somebody official said something along the lines of "We all have an innate aversion to rats, because frankly, rats are disgusting".
Talk like this makes me want to go out asking people if they've hugged a rat today.
Firstly, we don't all have an aversion to rats. I actually like watching them in the trains, clever little creatures. (I don't say this too much, because nobody really wants to hear it, but I do!) I know a lot of people who prefer rats as pets. Me, I wouldn't want to go too close to a wild rat, but that's because they're wild animals. (That's also why I don't want them near where I eat my food. As wild animals, I don't expect them to be housebroken.)
And rats are disgusting? Mayyyyybe? Seems to me that eating our garbage, they do a bit of a public service. No, I don't like rat droppings - but I don't like human droppings either, and we sure produce enough of those. Don't think I like beaver droppings, and everybody's thrilled that there's one making dams in the Bronx again. Rats carry disease? Well, if they're sick. But if you're so concerned about disease, endeavour to vaccinate all the rats and humans in the city.
Okay, I don't want wild rats living in local restaurants either. And I don't want them in my house. And I fully understand why this is a bad, bad thing. But that's because I don't want to be sharing my space with wild animals who aren't potty trained, not because they're inherantly disgusting and as a human it's my duty to be scared of them. For god's sake, they're smaller than me. How scary can they be?
Talk like this makes me want to go out asking people if they've hugged a rat today.
Firstly, we don't all have an aversion to rats. I actually like watching them in the trains, clever little creatures. (I don't say this too much, because nobody really wants to hear it, but I do!) I know a lot of people who prefer rats as pets. Me, I wouldn't want to go too close to a wild rat, but that's because they're wild animals. (That's also why I don't want them near where I eat my food. As wild animals, I don't expect them to be housebroken.)
And rats are disgusting? Mayyyyybe? Seems to me that eating our garbage, they do a bit of a public service. No, I don't like rat droppings - but I don't like human droppings either, and we sure produce enough of those. Don't think I like beaver droppings, and everybody's thrilled that there's one making dams in the Bronx again. Rats carry disease? Well, if they're sick. But if you're so concerned about disease, endeavour to vaccinate all the rats and humans in the city.
Okay, I don't want wild rats living in local restaurants either. And I don't want them in my house. And I fully understand why this is a bad, bad thing. But that's because I don't want to be sharing my space with wild animals who aren't potty trained, not because they're inherantly disgusting and as a human it's my duty to be scared of them. For god's sake, they're smaller than me. How scary can they be?
Oh man! (beware of spoilers)
Feb. 27th, 2007 10:10 pmWhile watching, I totally wanted to post ( Read more... ) which was just speculation on my part, but then it turned out to actually be ( Read more... ), which didn't really surprise me. And not just because Everybody KnowsTM that people who ( Read more... ) are inevitably Up To No Good.
So now I can't post it. I wasn't expecting ( Read more... ) which I guess is the problem with ( Read more... ). On that note, whatever happened to Kendall? I mean, I know what happened to her, but why isn't it ever mentioned again?
So now I can't post it. I wasn't expecting ( Read more... ) which I guess is the problem with ( Read more... ). On that note, whatever happened to Kendall? I mean, I know what happened to her, but why isn't it ever mentioned again?
Apparently, today is an arguing day. I'm sorry. I didn't realize that until my second reply to
mayna, and now I feel like I've unreasonably jumped all over and attacked her.
Well, it's not that bad, though I don't think this is something we'll agree on, but... yeah, wow, sorry. Be warned?
Well, it's not that bad, though I don't think this is something we'll agree on, but... yeah, wow, sorry. Be warned?