i always think about that study where they had adults hold a baby, and when they were told the baby was a girl the adults said she was cute and small, and when they were told the baby was a boy they said he was big and strong. they rated the baby’s ability to do things and tendency towards certain toys differently. they even held the baby differently. (x) or when they rated the baby’s physical ability to do various tasks such as climbing up a slope differently, (x) & when they measured how much parents told their girl children vs. their boy children to be careful and stop being so rowdy (x), & when they measured how often girls and boys were told to be quiet. (x)
this was, obviously, all unconscious behavior in the adults. they’re not all like, raving sexists who outspokenly believe that women can’t do stuff or that girls really should just be quieter, be more still than boys. like its not even counting the direct, actual messages, its just literally how every single person in your entire life treats you, and if asked they would probably deny that its even because you’re a girl. how the fuck am i supposed to believe this doesn’t affect a child’s development when its literally constant throughout the entire process
This shit starts as soon as early as when someone’s still a fucking fetus. I’ve heard the saying “discrimination starts as soon as you leave the womb” but it actually starts earlier than that.
Reblogging to second that book recommendation. Delusions of Gender covers a lot of scientific studies into perceived gender differences in children and adults - things like the study of children climbing a slope reference by OP, but also things like men being better at spacial reasoning than women. It asks the question of whether these differences are innate and natural or taught to us by society from a young age. From the title, I think you can guess where the author landed on this question.
As a new year approaches, the world prepares to celebrate…
Lights, laughter, wishes, and new beginnings.
But elsewhere, far from the joy, my friend Abdul Rahman's mother is waging a fierce battle against cancer, struggling against pain, cold, and time itself.
While people bid farewell to one year and welcome another with hope, this mother lives in a tattered tent, exposed to rain and wind, without warmth or security, waiting for just one chance:
A chance for treatment… a chance for life.
To this day, only €9894 has been raised out of the €30,000 needed to evacuate her from Gaza and begin her urgent treatment.
The remaining amount is substantial, but more critically, time is passing, and every day of delay diminishes her chances of survival.
I write to you today with an even heavier heart…
Because tomorrow, December 28th, marks the anniversary of the martyrdom of my friend Abdul Rahman's older brother 💔
A date of unforgettable loss, a pain renewed every year, and I cannot bear for this date to bring another loss.
We need you now… One donation, one share, one word that reaches the right person can make a real difference.
If you can't donate, please don't hesitate to share.
Your click could save a mother's life and grant her son one wish for the new year: to see her smile again.
Help them… even with a little.
Time is running out, but goodness still lives in your hearts. 🤍
Keti Jovanovski Needs Your Help | A letter from Abdul Rahman: Dear friends and kind hearts, My name is Abdul Rahman, and I write to you from
If you had someone you loved more than anything in this world…If they were sick, suffering, and time was stealing their breath day by day…What would you do for them?This isn't just anyone.
This is my mother… my whole life, my last refuge.I see her suffering before my eyes, and I am helpless, with nothing left but to plead with you.
And tomorrow… December 28, 2023, marks the anniversary of my older brother's martyrdom.My brother is gone, leaving behind a void, a pain, and my mother, who continues to fight both illness and grief.A mother who lost her son, now silently battling cancer.
On a day like this, when losses weigh heavily on my heart, I beg you…Don't leave my mother to fight alone.Your donation, no matter how small, could save her life.
Your sharing might help my plea reach someone who can help.Please… help me 💔
I'm losing hope too…While the world celebrates on Thursday,my mother will be in a hospital bed, receiving chemotherapy and silently enduring the pain.We need approximately 900 euros to cover her treatment.From the bottom of your hearts, please donate and help us save her. You are my family. Please help me, donate to me, stand by me. 😭🙏
It's the anniversary of Musab's Martyrdom. He was only 33, a young man just trying to live in his homeland. Abdul's older brother deserved better, so let's make sure the rest of his family is saved. Share and donate to their campaign! 🙏
Absolutely fascinating use of free will. Was it always your life's goal to get electrocuted in the shower while your screams are drowned out by the screams of The Machine?
I don't think men saying out of pocket shit to me on the internet is because they're men. everyday billions of men wake up and don't say out of pocket shit to me on the internet. this is clearly an active choice
genuinely one of the scariest and saddest kinds of conversations that I find myself regularly having with various women is where they will describe something that a man in their life has done or said to them that is absolutely horrific and then when you express horror about it they are just like "haha well you know how men are"
girl that is not how men are. I have many men in my life who I care about and none of them are like that. that man is not biologically compelled to treat you like shit. it's a choice he is making. ARERRGH
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