Summary: Failing to understand “everything I do is masculine” causes men (and their partners, and fellow men) unimaginable but also unnecessary grief.
Samhita of Feministing says
A movie about the changing tide of masculinity? I want to see.
You know what drives me crazy about the trailer? A bunch of grown men with beards, penises, jobs, and partners wandering around worrying that they’re somehow not… men! WTF?
My metaphor for “masculinity” has cutting, carving, or tearing away of everything about biologically male humans that doesn’t fit the stereotype.
How can it be that we call rediscovering, embodying, or otherwise adding back the cut-away parts emasculating? Instead of, I don’t know, maybe remasculating.
What’s funny is that you never see “men’s liberation” groups pushing to expand the definition of masculinity to include more of the full range of human possibilities. Instead it’s all about trying to get everyone to agree our metaphorical amputations should be accepted and/or seen as superior.
p.s. and dear sweet mother of pearl how bought into stereotypes is it to say men are “finding their feminine side” when they do anything outside the confines of masculinity?
Paleoanthropologist and geneticist John Hawks says of the determination that runner Caster Semenya has internal testes…
None of the reports I’ve found say anything about karyotype. The spokesman’s comments raise the question of culpability versus performance advantage. Semenya’s testosterone-fueled development is arguably a competitive advantage over other women. But she’s done nothing wrong; she did not seek out this advantage. Yet girls in many countries diagnosed with internal testes would usually have them surgically removed — would their parents refuse the surgery if it neutralized a possible sports career? What triggers eligibility, anyway?
Notes: Karyotype is the term for chromosomal complement. In other words they’re not saying whether she has XX or XY chromosomes.
There’s not a whole lot of new information about other people with internal testes but I did find a very positive post by Mary Hanan of ABC News about another woman who, like Semenya, learned she had internal testes instead of ovaries as a result of Androgen Insensitivity Syndrome. (The upshot? Whatever her chromosomal sex she’s not a “man.”)
True Diagnosis
[Musician Eden] Atwood is not a freak — nor is she half-man, half-woman. But her DNA says she’s a man. That’s because she has male chromosomes, an X and a Y, instead of two Xs, like most females. It’s a disorder of sexual development in the womb called Androgen Insensitivity Syndrome, or AIS. It can be passed down through the mother or occur as a spontaneous mutation.
“There are probably about seven-and-a-half thousand people, women, in the U.S. with the condition,” said Dr. Charmian Quigley, a pediatric endocrinologist.
Despite the male chromosomes, Quigley said, women with AIS are just that — women.
“They have a vagina, like anybody else’s,” she said, “but it’s basically just a pouch, it’s not connected to a uterus. There is no uterus. But what they have internally is testes that you would typically find in a male.”
It turns out the doctors had lied to Atwood about having twisted ovaries. She really had internal testicles.
Androgen Insensitivity Syndrome
All of us, men and women, have a mix of male and female hormones running through our systems. And as you might expect, the testes of women with AIS produce huge amounts of the typically male hormone testosterone. But here’s the hitch: their bodies can’t process any of it. And amazingly, they turn it into the typically female hormone estrogen, giving them much more estrogen than the average woman.
These women don’t get acne, and have no body odor and minimal sweating. In essence, they are the furthest thing from a male that there could be.
So, why keep it a secret from them? Quigley explained that there was a concept that “if you told them that they had a Y chromosome, or a testicle inside them, but they were externally female, they would completely meltdown.”
She even showed ABC News a 1970s medical textbook that says, “It is of no benefit to disclose that the gonads were testes instead of ovaries.”
It’s a lie doctors have been telling since about 1953, when the syndrome was formally identified. For Atwood, it was the discovery of that lie that shattered her self-image and drove her to sleep with many men in an effort to prove her femininity.
And as for the act of sex, it’s pretty much the same. Women with AIS can have orgasms just like the rest of us. But they say the lies about their conditions can interfere with intimacy and become far more toxic than the actual diagnosis.
Read the quote in context here.
Please note, though, that at least so far no one’s saying what sex chromosomes Symenya has. Nor have they said she has AIS. (If she does have it then it wouldn’t matter how much testosterone her gonads were producing.) Nor are the only possible sex-chromosome combinations XX or XY. And even if she does there can be other factors present.
The Intersex Society of North America has a great FAQ on the many possible combinations, some of which may, or may not apply to Semenya.
One thing the ISNA, and Mary Hanan’s ABC News article, does talk about? The fact that a lot of parents and their doctors know their children’s intersexed status very early on… and the devastating effect of lying to or otherwise keeping your children in the dark can have on them when, as looks like the case with Semenya, the news gets dumped on you in adulthood.
Just sayin’
Echidne of the Snakes raises and issue dear to my heart: the obsession some people have with “proving” the gender status quo.
There’s no field called ‘the study of gender or sex similarities’. No fledgling assistant professor will make tenure or get promoted by publishing an article which points out that men and women really are rather similar in some characteristic. Just imagine the sensation that would be caused by a book titled Men Are From Baltimore. Women Are From Philadelphia. Snores.
It occurs to me that what’s weird about researching sex differences is that so many sex differences are so freaking obvious! Like, gee, the metabolic requirements for growing eight to eleven pounds of incredibly complex new human being, and modifying and sustaining the associated maternal organs during and after pregnancy have functional impacts on other body systems including (temporarily) cognitive functions? Or that kicking a man in the groin will induce higher subsequent risk-avoidance behavior than in women? Do tell!
Some of those differences are even genetic. (The Y chromosome codes for critical-to-fetal-male-differentiating increased testosterone… and hairy ears. The X chromosome not so much. Case closed.)
Problem is no matter how much research you do you’re only going to further refine the good… oh… let’s be generous and say five percent of human biology and behavior can be explained by innate gender differences in the first place. Leaving…
The other 95 percent of commonalities that are generally overlooked. Overlooked not least by the absolutely unexamined assumptions that men and women are as different as night and day, Mars and Venus, or the deceptively convincing black and white symbols of yin and yang.
There’s a possibly-apocryphal but instructively popular anecdote about construction of one of the early cyclotrons. These are large circular machines, dozens, sometimes hundreds of feet in diameter back then, with tons of magnets that physicists use to accelerate subatomic particles to high speeds. Controlled collisions of such particles can reveal quite a lot about the nature of matter, but in order for such machines to function properly they have to be circular. Really, really, millimeter-perfect circles.
Anyway, the story goes that builders of the cyclotron measured everything meticulously at every step, using micrometers to insure that each part was aligned perfectly with its neighbor. When they turned it on… nothing happened. So they got out their micrometers again and measured and adjusted, measured and adjusted, eliminating even the fractional variations they found. And when they turned it on… nothing happened again! So out came the tools, this time even more precise… and… again nothing happened.
And, the story goes, a janitor/carpenter/passerby/kid got a stick, a string, and a pencil put the stick in the middle of the big ring, tied the string and the pencil together, and traced a big circle and found… the measured-by-millimeters circle was actually more than a foot out of round.
The point of my little digression being that, like the alleged cyclotron builders, gender-difference researchers who spend months looking for minute (or even possibly imaginary structural differences in features of the brain) might ask themselves if our brains are really so different why is it so hard to distinguish them, even with really sophisticated instrumentation, from all the parts that aren’t different…
...when the social-sciences equivalent of a stick and a string can tell you that the genes for growing noticeable-to-passers-by boobs, in combination with other individuals with genes for growing bigger muscles, in combination with social structures that historically have treated people with boobs as exchangeable commodities might explain more than you (well, not you but too many others, evidently) want to hear about the basis of significant gender differences in people with very, very similar brains?
Echidne adds,
Why does any of this matter? First, because these studies are always a defense of the status quo. That status quo is always “the worst of times and the best of times” for women; the worst because the studies have established that women really can’t (and don’t even want to be) be equal with men due to all those hard-wired (by some prehistoric electrician) sex differences, and the best because the current arrangements in the society are the best women really can hope for. But of course the status quo of the different-humors theory was different from the status quo of the late nineteenth century which is different from the status quo of today.
Second, bad just-so theories about the difference between men and women affect more than what people talk about at cocktail parties. They affect the culture and its norms, and they affect the beliefs, aspirations and self-confidence of girls and boys yet not born.
Hear, hear. Despite the decidedly non-catchy title Men Are From Baltimore. Women Are From Philadelphia would actually be a much more interesting book! Just for starters, it would start to explain how and why men, women, and those in between use the same parts of their brains to respond to differential environmental and social inputs.
There are a million different possibilities but, this being ostensibly a sex blog… and since “sex sells,” such a book might contain inquiries into (nonexistent as far as I know) studies into how heterosexual male college students react when they’re considerably outnumbered on campus by increasingly sexually-assertive heterosexual women. It might contain data about women’s reactions to partners who are sexually cooler than they are. It might compare and contrast stereotypical beliefs against the realities of men who have a hard time having orgasms and women who come “prematurely…” and lose interest before their partners are done. And in general it might spend a lot of time looking at (also next to nonexistent as far as I know) studies explaining how men, women, and people in between respond to situations where their socialized gender conditioning is screened or filtered out.
Again, I’m not saying men and women are identical — see genes for boobs, hairy ears, above. And so I’m not saying explorations of the similarities would turn up only similarities. I’m just saying I expect science to try and tell us stuff we don’t know, not to reinforce what we do. And, as I’ve said elsewhere, a great way to do that would be to begin with the assumption that we’re the same instead of different and see what comes out of that.
According to “Genderanalyzer
Man or woman – who is writing that blog?We guess http://www.realadultsex.com is written by a man (59%), however it’s quite gender neutral.
My take? What. Ever. I mean, what does it even mean to be “59% man?” Or “41% woman?” I mean, genetically I’m 98% plus chimpanzee! Or (if I remember correctly) 43% ear of corn, just like everyone else! Chemically I’m 85% (or is it 95%?) water. Chromosomally I’m 50% X chromosomes… nah, not even that since with very, very few exceptions only one out of 23 chromosome pairs are gendered at all.
What they mean, I guess, is that my writing is 59% typical of constructed masculinity and/or 41% typical of constructed femininity.
(Via Blue Gal.)

Photo by Flickr user Broken Piggy Bank. Used under a Creative Commons license.
Echidne of the Snakes asks of John Tierney’s latest sociobiological/“ev psych” thesis
At the same time, I do not have the resources that someone who actually works in the field would have and, once again, I plead for the professionals to step in.So here we go: Tierney’s thesis is that the more gender-equal a society is the more men look like they are from Mars and the more women look like they are from Venus. Men are competitive, aggressive, emotionally flat, and women are cooperative, timid and emotionally curved I guess. Yet the reason for these differences is not our different planetary roots but our different roots in prehistory!
And that prehistory must have had a division of labor between men and women though we don’t have any direct fossil evidence from it. And that division of labor must have meant that women gathered and men hunted though we don’t know if that’s actually the whole truth. And somehow gathering required cooperation and hunting did not though it’s fairly easy to imagine how finding a really good spot for juicy roots would be something you’d keep hidden from the other gatherers and though it’s also fairly easy to imagine how hunting for big game would actually require cooperation between the hunters.
In short, I fail to see how cooperation would have become the selected-for characteristic more often in women than in men, and I also fail to see how it wouldn’t have benefited both sexes to be able to be both cooperative and competitive, depending on the situation. In any case, only a guy who keeps his distance from women altogether could assume that women are not intensely competitive when needed.
Here’s a for-instance from Tierny’s article (as excerpted in Echidne’s post)
To test these hypotheses, a series of research teams have repeatedly analyzed personality tests taken by men and women in more than 60 countries around the world. For evolutionary psychologists, the bad news is that the size of the gender gap in personality varies among cultures. For social-role psychologists, the bad news is that the variation is going in the wrong direction. It looks as if personality differences between men and women are smaller in traditional cultures like India’s or Zimbabwe’s than in the Netherlands or the United States. A husband and a stay-at-home wife in a patriarchal Botswanan clan seem to be more alike than a working couple in Denmark or France. The more Venus and Mars have equal rights and similar jobs, the more their personalities seem to diverge.
Yeah, boy, you’d have to have some pretty sophisticated gene sets, or as yet undetected but extraordinary selective pressure in humanity’s past, to get gender to express more distinctly during periods of gender equality and subside otherwise. So its nice that Tierny acknowledges the problem.
But couldn’t you just dip instead into almost any post-elementary-school feminist text for that bit about how beyond a certain, pretty-low-level baseline gender is socially constructed* based not on survival-driven genes but by observation and social interaction? And since the examples he uses (India vs. Zimbabwe vs. Netherlands vs. the U.S.) tend to also lie on a continuum of affluence and opportunities for leisure wouldn’t you think that residents of the Netherlands are going to have more leisure time** will also have more opportunity to construct more elaborate distinctions?
Oh, one more thing about how gender differences might be more exaggerated when gender equality is greater from a highly unusual source. In her epic The Origins of Totalitarianism, in her section on antisemitism, Hannah Arendt made a fascinating and relevant observation about England’s Victorian-era prime minister, Benjamin Disraeli. Disraeli was from a thoroughly assimilated family of Jewish ancestry. Baptised and raised much like any other affluent Anglican he nevertheless capitalized on his “exotic” origins. The tricky part? As Arendt dryly puts it
Disraeli, who never denied that “the fundamental fact about (him) was that he was a Jew,” had an admiration for all things Jewish that was matched only by his ignorance of them.”
Pg. 71
Arendt says Disraeli, having next to no actual experience of Jewishness, distinguished himself by having his tailors cut his suits, and his barber cut his hair, in ways that he imagined made him look “more Jewish.”
And when I think about Tierney’s finding that differences become more exaggerated as meaningful equality increases I’m left wondering if… maybe… y’know… you might have had the sort of social breakdowns that, oh, say, Barbara Ehrenreich and Deirdre English mention in the early chapters of For Her Own Good: Two Centuries of the Experts Advice to Women, or Shulamith Firestone brings up in The Dialectic of Sex
. You know, where after the industrial revolution destroyed the ancient, necessity-driven sex roles people started having these identity crises about “what it means” to be a man (Hemmingway, Robert Service, Hammett, Kipling) or a woman (Godey’s Lady’s Book, Ellen Swallow Richards) with the result that they tended to, um, emulate what we imagine are the most distinctive characteristics.
Nah, all that’s a total coincidence. It’s waaaay easier to say evolution does it, right? :-)
[** Please note Thorsten Veblen’s observation that the construction of leisure does not imply effortlessness. In fact quite the opposite. —fl]
Quick follow-up on Sen. Clinton as the new Ralph Nader and why criticizing her, or anyone else, inside any kind of gendered framework reflects rather harshly on the critic and not really at all on her.
First of all, gendered criticism, even from progressives, is no small problem. Ann Bartow of Feminist Law Professors cites… more than a handful of sexist slurs from various, and nominally progressive, Democrats compiled by Erica Barnett
I’ve said it before–but because some Slog readers seem to still think I believe any attack on Clinton is a sexist attack, I’ll say it again: The misogyny from the media, from supposedly liberal blogger doodz, commenters on this blog, and just about everywhere during this campaign has been despicable. This kind of shit ought to be behind us: Hillary Clinton is a bitch. A big ol’ bitchy bitch. And a cunt. A “big fucking whore.” Fortunately, you can “call a woman anything.” She’s “Nurse Ratched.” She’ll castrate you if she gets a chance. She would like that. She’s a “She-Devil.” She’s a madam, and her daughter’s a whore. She’s frigid, and she can’t give head. She’s a “She-Devil.” A lesbian. A nag. When things get tough, she cries like a big dumb GIRL. In fact, she’s just that — a “little girl.” In FACT, she wants to “cry her way to the White House.” To be, ahem, “Crybaby-in-Chief.” That proves that she’s not tough enough. But she’s also not feminine enough. She’s “screechy.” She’s an “aging, resentful female.” She’s “Sister Frigidaire.” She really ought to quit running for President and stick to housework. She basically spent her entire times as First Lady going to tea parties. She’s a monster whojust won’t die. In fact, she really should just die. You can buy a urinal target with her face on it to express what you really think of her. OMG she’s got claws! She’s crazy. In fact, she’s a lunatic. She’s petty and vindictive and entitled. She’s a washed-up old hag. She’s “everybody’s first wifestanding outside probate court.” She’s a “scolding mother.” She’s shrill… shrill… shrill. She can’t take it when people are mean to her. She’s a “hellish housewife.” She’s Tanya Harding. She CAN’T be President, what with the mood swings and the menses.Any woman who votes for her is voting with her vagina, not her brain. Women only like Hillary because she’s a fellow Vagina-American. And because they vote with their feelings. Frankly, anyone who still thinks we need “feminine role models” should get over it and move on, already. Oh, and men who supporters are castratos in the eunuch chorus. You shouldn’t make her President because she wants it too much. She’s totally just banking on support from ugly old feminists. And she looooves to “play the victim.” She cackles! And cackles. And cackles. It’s like she’s a witch or something! She’s definitely“witchy.” And now you can buy her cackle as your ring tone. Her voice, too, is “grating”–like “fingernails on a blackboard” to “some men.” She’s hiding behind her gender. She isn’t a “convincing mom” because she’s too strident. She never did anything on her own. Her husband keeps her on a leash. She hates men. Her campaign is a “catfight.” She makes people want to kill themselves, is like a “domineering mother,” and is cold. And OMG she has boobies! All of which are reasons to hate her. (And boy, could I go on.)
Ann Bartow adds, among other things, that gender insulting Clinton isn’t limited to Clinton!
And hey, guess what? Not being Hillary Clinton will not protect you. If Obama secures the nomination, the same sexism will soon find exclusive focus on Michelle Obama. She too is getting the Uppity Woman smack down. SheCodes at Black Women Vote discussed this in a general way...
Yeah, I haven’t been reading enough ‘winger opposition sources to be up on this but I think I’ve noticed opening salvos in supermarket-style tabloid venues like the front page of the National Enquirer and Mickey Kaus’s blog.
I’ll just repeat that as with all gendered aspersions they’re not just bullshit they’re distractions! For instance aren’t the almost exclusively male consultants Clinton employs and personally directs, let alone her husband, just as “castrating” as she is? Um, yeah, except men usually get called “rabid” or even just “aggressively partisan.” And isn’t it a bigger problem anyway that Clinton keeps picking such a pack of thumb-fingered, foot-shooting asshats and showboats to be her personal Karl Roves, John Yoos, Dick Cheneys and Charlie Blacks? Why yes, as a matter of fact it is.
The fact of the matter is that Hillary Clinton isn’t a bitch! She’s not “castrating.” She’s not a “cunt,” or a “whore” or “shrill”** or “witchy” or anything like it. She has a Ralph Nader-sized ego, yes. She’s got a divisive, Bush-doctrine-like 50%-plus-one approach to politics, yes. She’s got a Bush-like obsession with one-way loyalty and secrecy, yes. She’s got a (sorry Prof. Bartow) an egregiously lawyerly attitude towards what should count as evidence and what “opposing council” and “the jury” should be allowed to hear that may or may not be fine in court but kind of sucks in terms of electoral politics. But where’s the gender in any of that?
In fact the closest thing to a legitimate gender issue is that Clinton has a family member she’s using to blind the public, but not herself via conversation with her partner, “personal loans” derived from from unhealthily large “foundation” contributions. And that’s not really a gender issue at all, Senator McCain enjoys the same benefit with his partner, as would anyone else of any gender (or combination of genders) with legally recognized family privileges.
So! You want to be a twit about Senator Clinton’s gender fine but to do so is to deliberately sideline discussion of substantive issues. Conversely if you have substantive, legitimate concerns then don’t be a twit.
[** In fact one serious criticism of Senator Clinton is that, based on her campaign, she’s not “Order of the Shrill“ at all! —fl]
So! Is a Toyota Prius “more” of a car than a Honda Accord? Is an oboe “less” of a musical instrument than a bassoon? Is a potato more of a vegetable than a carrot, or a squash, or a scarlet runner bean?
Those might seem like ridiculous questions but a) I’m certain they’re not and b) I’m not the only one raising them.
Jess McCabe of The F-Word Blog, reflecting on a 1954 “masculinity rating” quiz from It’s A Man’s World, a history of mid-20th-Century men’s magazines, says
OK, so this dates from some time ago. But I thought it was an interesting example of how men’s adherence to masculinity has been hysterically policed. It’s all set out there – ‘real men’ don’t sew, hate dirt or sleep with other men.Read the rest of her post and check out some of the questions, and required answers, here.
It was fun coming downstairs to find this post in my newsreader while the coffee machine was heating up. That’s because as I was waking up I’d been thinking about the notion of masculinity again and how… peculiar comparison inside gender is.
Because what, exactly, makes one individual “less” of a woman, or another individual “more” of a man?
It would be silly to ask questions like what makes a spatula more of a kitchen utensil than a slotted spoon. And yet we do!
Following up on my post about transgendered women in Transamerica, I ought to mention there’s a great article about trans men in this week’s New York Times Magazine. When Girls Will Be Boys, by Alissa Quart, who is sympathetic and has a clue, really digs into the issues of identity, decision making, obstacles, and the details of transition for women who make the switch to men.
It’s funny, in conversation or even while writing this post I keep wanting to say “I don’t know why…” when addressing a perception that transvestism, transsexuality, and transgenderism is mostly about men who wish to become women. Except of course I’m pretty sure I do know: from Milton Berle to Monty Python’s the Lumberjack Song to Gottfried in Gravity’s Rainbow to 10,000 punch lines about gay men lisping and (inexplicably) carrying purses to Transamerica itself to… well… the list is long but basically pop history’s full of references real or imagined of male-to-female transitions, temporary and complete. But outside of a few plot devices in Shakespeare, Marlene Dietrich and maybe K.D. Lang, and various folk songs about women cross-dressing so they can find or be with their soldier/sailor lovers there’s just not that much there.
Which is probably sort of a blessing since often trying to buck the gender trend isn’t very well received, but also a bit of a shame because there’s not a lot of comprehension, sympathy, or support either.
(Via Courtney Martin)
What bugs me about gender isn’t femininity or masculinity per se. It’s that the opposite of masculinity is supposed to be femininity; the opposite of femininity is supposed to be masculinity.
So in other words if you don’t have a manly voice you’ve got a womanly one. If you don’t have feminine shoulders you’ve got “mannish” ones. If you don’t have a masculine walk you’ve got an “effeminiate” walk.
Oh right, and if you’re not really one or the other then it’s because you’re “in the middle.” Which is sort of like claiming there are only two opposite flavors, sweet and sour, and that therefore chocolate, horseradish, and salmon can exist only somewhere on the sweet/sour continuum, and that since chicken broth isn’t sour it therefore must be sweet.
The point being that just as asking for more than two flavors doesn’t invalidate either sweetness or sourness, neither does asking for more qualities than masculine and feminine doesn’t particularly invalidate those either.
That seems like an odd request (at least to Western sensibilities since the beginnings of the Modern Era) it evidently it hasn’t always been so obvious. I’m reading a nifty book, George L. Mosse’s The Image of Man: The Creation of Modern Masculinity (Studies in the History of Sexuality), that suggests earlier forms of organization that we might call “masculinity” or “an ideal of manhood” would probably have seemed more congruent with, say, nobility, aristocracy, or perhaps just the well-monied. For them what we’d call binary “masculinity” might have been better understood as well-cultured and highly cultivated and therefore might have been better documented by Thorsten Veblen than John Wayne. Think, maybe Chief Executive Officer or Celebrity
Now one might or might not agree with the previous nobility/wealth distinctions any more than one does with the modern, but! Before the emergence of masculinity as an emulatable ideal the large portion of humanity, while perfectly male or female, were not locatable on a continuum from “femininity” at one end and “masculinity” on the other.
I first brought up the idea here but a couple of people have linked to Statistics of the No Sex Class Paradigm lately (thanks Sinclair and Jess) and I’m using that as the opportunity to recap why I think the Beauty and Worthiness traps are so pernicious.
One of the pillars of my reinterpretation of the dominant paradigm (that men perceive women as the no-sex class rather than the sex class of classic feminist theory) is that women’s consent, while very necessary, is insufficient because it permits women to decline an invitation but does nothing about restrictions on issuing your own invitations. Anyway, I think one consequence of not being allowed to issue one’s own invitations is an obligation to try to attract wanted invitations, with, in turn, the complication of attracting all the unwanted invitations as well. Worse, the situation means invitation-silenced women are forced to compete with each other for attractiveness which, in turn further complicates the problem of unwanted invitations.
Without brooding overmuch, meanwhile over on the other side men are left trying to guess who, if anyone, might be interested enough in them to agree to an invitation for a date. With all manner of other complications, all of which boil out to an ugly stew that looks to men like women are gatekeepers because they can say no, to women that men have entitlements because they eyeball, assess, and ask a lot (but actually ask if and only if they’re interested) and so on and so on.
And all because men, evidently, freak out if women invite them out and/or because women stress out over inviting men, and instead of having a good laugh, telling each other “welcome to my world,” and tossing out the conventions we instead make up stories about amygdalas and testosterone and cavemen’s clubs and Prince Charming trying a stupid shoe on all the women because Cinderella is not permitted to speak. Oh yeah, all that and either God or evolution wouldn’t have it any other way. #@)*%
I happen to think the system was put in place to benefit men, but regardless of who’s supposed to benefit I really don’t see the benefit outweighing the considerable costs either to women or men. If it ever really did. I’m not sure, exactly, how to get our genders out of the respective trees we’ve constructed ourselves up in, but it would be great if we could get them a little more, um, grounded.