Originally Posted by Niamh
And go around spreading our version of femininity, a femininity that is defined by us, not some silly poet.
And go around spreading our version of femininity, a femininity that is defined by us, not some silly poet.
the luminous grass of the prairie hides
feet lovely and still as sleeping doves,
porcelain bones strong enough to carry a life,
but weighty and unmovable
As black Dakota hills. ~ Riesa
woohoo! FFF, good one Niamh. the triple F-words.
And go around spreading our version of femininity, a femininity that is defined by us, not some silly poet.
that is oddly reminiscent of my signature, Idril. Someone once said to me that a certain sisterhood scared the crap out of him.
and, flip flops can be feminine, if not quite as dangerous as stilettos.
"Don't matter who they are, anybody sets foot in this house, they are company and don't let me catch you remarking on their ways like you were so high and mighty."
Another good question is why are men so often threatened by female friendships? Are they scared their influence with their significant others will be undermined? Are they scared they will be discussed with all their faults and foibles? Are they scared that we'll give each other good advice and that good advice might be, "turn him loose"?that is oddly reminiscent of my signature, Idril. Someone once said to me that a certain sisterhood scared the crap out of him.
and, flip flops can be feminine, if not quite as dangerous as stilettos.
And of course flip-flops can be feminine, especially if you have a nice pedicure and some cute little toe-rings.
Last edited by Idril; 08-29-2007 at 06:07 PM.
the luminous grass of the prairie hides
feet lovely and still as sleeping doves,
porcelain bones strong enough to carry a life,
but weighty and unmovable
As black Dakota hills. ~ Riesa
I say all of us drinking, swearing women should get together and kick some pasty intellectual misogynist ***. and we'll do it in high-heels and lipstick. littlewing, you in?
I'm up for it if its stillettos!Hey! That sounds like a great idea! Maybe we can get a couple fierce tattoos and piercings while we're at it, something pretty and feminine like fairies or and angel wings.and go blougeon people with ceramic rolling pins??And go around spreading our version of femininity, a femininity that is defined by us, not some silly poet.
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Not sure but I think most people here would understand it, the theory itself is pretty simple - as always its the practicalities that cause issues
There once was a scotsman named Drew
Who put too much wine in his stew
He felt a bit drunk
And fell off his bunk
And landed smack into his shoe ~(C) Ms Niamh Anne King
i leave for a day the whole s###house here goes up in flames by a band of femininites!
and where are the guys (i.e. virgil) to hold up the fort when i need them??
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"He was nauseous with regret when he saw her face again, and when, as of yore, he pleaded and begged at her knees for the joy of her being. She understood Neal; she stroked his hair; she knew he was mad."
---Jack Kerouac, On The Road: The Original Scroll
Well, the girls are busy holding up the fort, while Virgil is taking a little siesta.
I just wanted to mention something. I often hold the door for other people, women with strollers, old ladies, or men with crutches, whatever. Now, does this make me masculine? or does it just show kindness and respect? Half of the time men will shove the old lady out of the way to get through the door I'm holding open for her.
"Don't matter who they are, anybody sets foot in this house, they are company and don't let me catch you remarking on their ways like you were so high and mighty."
Well, the girls are busy holding up the fort, while Virgil is taking a little siesta.
I just wanted to mention something. I often hold the door for other people, women with strollers, old ladies, or men with crutches, whatever. Now, does this make me masculine? or does it just show kindness and respect? Half of the time men will shove the old lady out of the way to get through the door I'm holding open for her.
as far as women with strollers you must refer to my little Vacant poem.
wait, you just said that you hold the door for old ladies and men with crutches. perhaps. but admit to everyone that you tell them to hurry the hell up!
"He was nauseous with regret when he saw her face again, and when, as of yore, he pleaded and begged at her knees for the joy of her being. She understood Neal; she stroked his hair; she knew he was mad."
---Jack Kerouac, On The Road: The Original Scroll
She's not emulating the bad habits, she's driven to it. Only you know the reasons why.
"Don't matter who they are, anybody sets foot in this house, they are company and don't let me catch you remarking on their ways like you were so high and mighty."
but have you ever thought of the possibility that what you interpret to be a man's "fear" is actually a man's "frustration" that his girfriend or wife is not spending more time out of the house with her female friends so that he can relax at home in peace and quiet?Another good question is why are men so often threatened by female friendships? Are they scared their influence with their significant others will be undermined? Are they scared they will be discussed with all their faults and foibles? Are they scared that we'll give each other good advice and that good advice might be, "turn him loose"?
And of course flip-flops can be feminine, especially if you have a nice pedicure and some cute little toe-rings.
"He was nauseous with regret when he saw her face again, and when, as of yore, he pleaded and begged at her knees for the joy of her being. She understood Neal; she stroked his hair; she knew he was mad."
---Jack Kerouac, On The Road: The Original Scroll
as far as women with strollers you must refer to my little Vacant poem.
wait, you just said that you hold the door for old ladies and men with crutches. perhaps. but admit to everyone that you tell them to hurry the hell up!
not here, in Texas, one says:
"Git!"
or
"come on, granma, i got cows and roosters to feed." or, "whatcha think there's rattlesnakes on t'other side of this here door?" or "what's the hold up? Jesse James robbin' your bank?"
certainly never, "hurry the hell up".
"Don't matter who they are, anybody sets foot in this house, they are company and don't let me catch you remarking on their ways like you were so high and mighty."
I don't know; just because most men or women are a certain way doesn't mean that they are inherently this way. I was talking about this with my mother, and she told me she'd never felt biologically driven until she felt the need to comfort and feed us (my brother and me) as infants. Still, we both feel the most important thing is how people choose to think and behave, rather than what one's gender is. I mean men and women have different hormones, but each are capable of kindness or meanness or anything.
So I think our psychology has a higher determination on who and what we are, above gender, and ideas about masculinity or femininity have less to do with reality, even though men are more naturally aggressive, etc., as to do with our society's stipulations (for instance is it masculine to sit practicing zen for hours? honestly, how many would say no)
Erm, okay I realize at some point this turned into a post for the other thread, but I guess about this topic I just want to say no, I haven't noticed such a trend. For one, the number of people I have met and known and talked with is so incredibly small that I would not make a judgment about women in general from it, and secondly because I haven't noticed a trend like this at all in the women and girls I know and talk with. And that has nothing to do with my being a feminist.
not here, in Texas, one says:
"Git!"
or
"come on, granma, i got cows and roosters to feed." or, "whatcha think there's rattlesnakes on t'other side of this here door?" or "what's the hold up? Jesse James robbin' your bank?"
certainly never, "hurry the hell up".
good point, i almost forgot that the women who yell at old ladies to "hurry the hell up" all live in NY and NJ.
"He was nauseous with regret when he saw her face again, and when, as of yore, he pleaded and begged at her knees for the joy of her being. She understood Neal; she stroked his hair; she knew he was mad."
---Jack Kerouac, On The Road: The Original Scroll
Ultimately I have to agree with you. The women I come into contact with here, in Texas, and no, it's not so out of tune with the rest of America as one might think, are for the most part very "feminine". If they drink, they drink white or red wine, or a spritzer, and very few at one time. or maybe if they are a little daring, an Appletini. They volunteer at school, go to church, bake cakes. Are "good" wives and "good" mothers. say things like, "good heavens", or "for pete's sake" (or is that idril?)
pity for me, I'd prefer to be surrounded by more of the type described by Jon we've been discussing here.
"Don't matter who they are, anybody sets foot in this house, they are company and don't let me catch you remarking on their ways like you were so high and mighty."
social science found that it can make generalizations about entire populations within a very small margin of error based on the attitudes and opinions of a small population sample. it's no surprise that opinion polls drive campaign politics. we like to think we're complex. hardly true.
human beings are very predictable, more predictable now than we were fifty years ago, and fifty years before that. someday we'll stop asking "why?" and become complex creatures, like cats and dogs.
Ultimately I have to agree with you. The women I come into contact with here, in Texas, and no, it's not so out of tune with the rest of America as one might think, are for the most part very "feminine". If they drink, they drink white or red wine, or a spritzer, and very few at one time. or maybe if they are a little daring, an Appletini. They volunteer at school, go to church, bake cakes. Are "good" wives and "good" mothers. say things like, "good heavens", or "for pete's sake" (or is that idril?)
pity for me, I'd prefer to be surrounded by more of the type described by Jon we've been discussing here.
no problem, just move to Brooklyn.
"He was nauseous with regret when he saw her face again, and when, as of yore, he pleaded and begged at her knees for the joy of her being. She understood Neal; she stroked his hair; she knew he was mad."
---Jack Kerouac, On The Road: The Original Scroll
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