I had a confusing experience on Women’s Day. I was on Facebook (a mistake, I know) and made a comment about the Wage Gap on a friend’s status. A crapstorm of decent proportions followed. What ended up happening was that I was informed that my point of view, the links I provided, and most everything that I had to say weren’t worth hearing. Instead, I had to listen to women (even though the links quoted women- perhaps they weren’t the right sort, or something) and basically just let them talk and I, and other men, should just keep quiet.
This confused me for two reasons: a) these weren’t normally extremely progressive women and b) when a man does that it’s “mansplaining” and reprehensible. The discussion only got more emotional from there and they walked away thinking much less of me, especially as I tried to respond to their emotional stories with facts and figures. I already know that that doesn’t work with emotional arguments, but I didn’t think that it had started out emotional. Oh, well. I learned another lesson about Facebook- it’s better not to go, especially if it’s remotely political. Oh, and, some people are really bad at debating, which I already knew.
I hope that your day was better.
Sounds like your Day Without Women was typical of a day with women, amirite?
Okay, the Czar is wrong. But that’s what you get for hanging out on Facebook. Really, only idiots are on Facebook. By the way, the Gormogons are on Facebook.
Божію Поспѣшествующею Милостію Мы, Дима Грозный Императоръ и Самодержецъ Всероссiйскiй, цѣсарь Московскiй. The Czar was born in the steppes of Russia in 1267, and was cheated out of total control of all Russia upon the death of Boris Mikhailovich, who replaced Alexander Yaroslav Nevsky in 1263. However, in 1283, our Czar was passed over due to a clerical error and the rule of all Russia went to his second cousin Daniil (Даниил Александрович), whom Czar still resents. As a half-hearted apology, the Czar was awarded control over Muscovy, inconveniently located 5,000 miles away just outside Chicago. He now spends his time seething about this and writing about other stuff that bothers him.